An Open Letter from the Back Seat
An Open Letter from the Back Seat
By John O'Sullivan, Published in Sports Parenting, January 31, 2017
Dear Mom and Dad
I wanted to start this letter by saying I love you, and I know you mean well. I appreciate all the time and energy you put into taking me to my games and practices, and I know you sacrifice a lot to do it. I also appreciate when you try to help me get better by pointing out the things I do wrong because I know you know a lot about soccer. But we really need to talk about the ride home after games.
Yesterday’s soccer game was amazing I thought. We had a great first half and scored three goals, and the other team had a great second half and tied it up. When we came back and won 4-3 in overtime, it was awesome. It was one of the most exciting games ever. I have never yelled so loudly when a goal went in. Did you see my teammates and I after in the big pile on? Did you see coach throwing around hugs and high fives? Did you see me smiling and laughing with my friends?
Then I saw dad.
He was furious. When I made eye contact with him, he gestured with his head and mouthed “into the car, now.”
At that moment,…
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I wanted to start this letter by saying I love you, and I know you mean well. I appreciate all the time and energy you put into taking me to my games and practices, and I know you sacrifice a lot to do it. I also appreciate when you try to help me get better by pointing out the things I do wrong because I know you know a lot about soccer. But we really need to talk about the ride home after games.
Yesterday’s soccer game was amazing I thought. We had a great first half and scored three goals, and the other team had a great second half and tied it up. When we came back and won 4-3 in overtime, it was awesome. It was one of the most exciting games ever. I have never yelled so loudly when a goal went in. Did you see my teammates and I after in the big pile on? Did you see coach throwing around hugs and high fives? Did you see me smiling and laughing with my friends?
Then I saw dad.
He was furious. When I made eye contact with him, he gestured with his head and mouthed “into the car, now.”
At that moment,…
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