Soccer Boys! or the Cruelty of Children
I really enjoy about 85 percent of the time I spend with my Under-10 soccer team. They are enthusiastic and competitive. They learn new skills quickly and usually treat each other well. But the moments of bad behaviour depress me and wear me down. Every once in a while somebody will blast a ball at the head of somebody who is drinking water or something. And I hate it when they accuse each other rashly ("Johnny never passes") or, as the lawyer in me thinks, impune motives not in evidence ("You went to that line because you hate Kyle!") I want to focus on teaching these kids soccer skills. But all my work on skills will be pointless if the chemistry is bad. And comments like this hurt chemistry. So I need to teach soccer skills and people skills. Well I guess that's what it's all about anyway.