Well the summer tournament season has passed and we had an opportunity to meet new friends and strengthen relationships with older friends, officials, coaches and opponents.
Unlike the Spring and Fall Seasons, Summer Lacrosse is a whole different animal. I see teams that call themselves:
- Masters of the Universe
At the end of the day it should be FUN and enjoyable for all those involved. I have been involved for the last 13 years with tournament teams and I have seen some interesting things. Parents and Coaches screaming at refs (I slipped a few times during my coaching career), Players bending the rules and playing chippy, Officials who have no business officiating at higher levels, over zealous Coaches and sometimes fist-a-cuffs between players and yes even fans.
Now I don’t want to dwell on the negative because I have seen terrific officials explain things to young men and even patrol the sideline to explain to a group of parents his last call. I have seen kids pat and opponent on the back for a good play and help them up after a body check. I have seen and have had fun with other coaches bantering on the sidelines together. I have heard parents yell to an opposing goalie “Great Save”.
My son Gordon wrote something to me the other day reminding me that we don’t own the game we are just stewards of the game.
“We can do all of this because we acknowledge that lacrosse is not ours. As stewards we only take care of lacrosse, we do not own it. It does not belong to us. It belongs to the player, the mother and father, the fan, the coach, and the official. But even that isn’t true. It belongs to the next player, the next mother and father, the next fan, the next coach, and the next official.
Our U11 Coyote team recently won a tournament and to put it all in perspective they only cared if Coach Owen was going to buy them snow cones. So the Tournament Directors were trying to round up 22 U11 players so they could take a picture of them and give them their champion medallions. At least 12 of the players were chasing Coach Owen down screaming “Owen, Owen, Owen”. I could not stop laughing and it put it all in perspective for me. Win or Lose, It’s always about the snow cone!