Sisters & Daughters

Sisters & Daughters
By Dan Bauer

When your career won-loss record is somewhere around thirty games below the break even mark you canā€™t help but question your methods. At what point does the adjective failing become the noun failure? As coaches and players, we are taught that the only true failure is not getting back up and trying again. Those same astronomical odds to finish the season with a win will be in place next year.

The end of every season feels a little bit like death. And as coach you are responsible to deliver the eulogy on the spot. Like a funeral, re-capping a life or a season in a condensed time frame is challenging and often emotional. And when that is over, as a coach the introspection begins.Ā 

[tweet_box design=”default” float=”none” inject=”#3DCoaching Read more at:”]The end of every season feels a little bit like death. And as coach you are responsible to deliver the eulogy on the spot.[/tweet_box]

Back in November 2017 I boarded a bus to Spooner, Wisconsin with 20 girls who nine months prior were opponents, for a season opening weekend tradition I call ā€œtraining campā€. I have done it every year, with every team. Two rival teams were now forced to become one. With questionnaires in hand and severe doubt in their minds, the process of learning about each other began. Like a scene from ā€œRemember the Titansā€, every activity throughout the weekend was designed to learn about their new teammates. The segregation was as obvious as the obstacles they faced. With the bulk of our players from super-sized Stevens Point High School and small-town Waupaca, the cultural divide was as wide as the school enrollments. It was a daunting task yet stimulating challenge I couldnā€™t wait to attack.

Believing that building team unity would be our biggest challenge I left no doubt about its importance and branded our team as the ā€œsisterhoodā€ and inked it to their jerseys like a tattoo they couldnā€™t escape. More quickly than I could have imagined, this group began buying into the unified family concept. Early season success helped embolden the newly ordained ā€œsisterhood.ā€

Along the way this old head coach, still searching to fill his empty nest at home, began to fall in love with his team as if they were his own daughters. Off the ice, I tried to create a culture of respect for each other and preached the importance of being a great teammate. After games, we filled each otherā€™s buckets with post-game diaries that praised teammates who were often out of the spotlight. On the ice, I continually challenged them to be ā€œmean girlsā€ and for many that proved to be their most difficult assignment.

Despite having a handful of girls that would find only limited ice on our modest roster, including two seniors, not one walked away and seldom did I even hear a complaint from them. They were indeed great teammates, a tribute to the players and their parents who have tremendous influence on whether or not they accept their limited ice time. Not once did I get the cold shoulder or irate email from a parent following a game. Ironically the more I consider and treat parents as allies, the more support I seem to gain from them.

[tweet_box design=”default” float=”none” inject=”#3DCoaching Read more at:”]Not once did I get the cold shoulder or irate email from a parent following a game. Ironically the more I consider and treat parents as allies, the more support I seem to gain from them.[/tweet_box]

At the beginning of the year I promised my parents that I would treat their daughters as if they were my own daughters. To fulfill that promise it meant no screaming, yelling or calling them out in front of their teammates. It required creating a safe environment where the avalanche of communication contained more pebbles than boulders. It meant working as hard at cultivating their love for the game as it did demanding they play the game within our structure. It meant balancing having fun and making the game enjoyable with the discipline needed to be a responsible player.

We had plenty of skill and talent, our uncertainty was deeply rooted in the fact that the two groups didnā€™t particularly like each other. Believing in nurturing a passion for the game through the fun of the game is a concept that sometimes gets lost when winning becomes the overriding concern. It is a balancing act every coach must at least consider. I knew we could win, but could we come together? Without the purposeful and consistent delivery of 2nd Dimension messages of unity and channeling emotions we would fall short of our potential. It was essential to build trust and find that common ground that they didnā€™t realize existed.

Sometimes our actions donā€™t always mesh with our words when it comes to the purpose of high school athletics. The trip to the state tournament has become the new measuring stick of success and every school now wants the ā€œcompetitive balanceā€ adjusted to suit their needs and improve their chances. Life isnā€™t fair is no longer an acceptable answer. We tend to judge failure or success by the narrow criteria of wins and losses.

At our Parentā€™s Dinner, I listened as our eight seniors emptied their own emotional gas tanks and filled the tanks of their sisters. Almost all revisited the extreme skepticism they held in November that this new team could succeed. For our parentā€™s it was the first year that they didnā€™t have to shuffle across the ice as only the Zamboni driver applauded them on Parentā€™s Night. Thank you, Mike Younggren, for boldly allowing me to replace Parent Night, with a much more meaningful parent dinner many years ago.

Senior Kylie Hiddemen offered this definition of our newly created hockey family, ā€œThe sisterhood isnā€™t perfect, no family is, but what makes us unique is we have the ability to set everything aside and have each otherā€™s backs no matter what, because that is what sisters do.ā€

Throughout the season I witnessed acts that continually validated the sisters they had become and the adopted daughters I was so proud to coach. They endured through the thousands of miles they collectively traveled to four different rinks sometimes all in the same week. They stood proud in the face of the prejudice that came with being labeled the new super co-op team. As tough roster decisions were made, they expressed true happiness for each other as they battled back and forth for precious ice time. Not even a four game losing streak in February would loosen their bond. Then, with a playoff game looming one of our captains came to me more concerned about a young teammate who was not dressing than the opponent at hand. And on Saturday with our season on the line I watched one of our top players fight through pain that I swear I could feel myself and lay it all on the line for her teammates. I have coached boys for many years, but the two toughest players I have ever been around have both been girls.

[tweet_box design=”default” float=”none” inject=”#3DCoaching Read more at:”]When we can attach a personality and some insight to the person under the jersey, we open up the possibility to expand and enhance the relationship.[/tweet_box]

When that abrupt end to your season comes, as a coach, you always wonder if you pushed the right buttons. For all the teams but one, the scoreboard will provide the easy answer, no you didnā€™t. The right answer, however, lies in the future when the lessons they learned will serve them in their everyday life. The cruelty is that the end of each season also marks the ends of your hockey family and it turns out an empty rink is a lot like an empty nest.

We didnā€™t win a championship that year, falling in the sectional final, but in my mind that team was a champion of a different kind, because they did what everyone, including themselves thought couldnā€™t be done. And while there was no banner to hang, they achieved something that is equally elusive and difficult to obtain.

They became a team, a family, sisters, and for a few short months, my daughters.

I was never prouder.

Dan Bauer is a free-lance writer, retired teacher & hockey coach in Wausau, WI.  You can contact him at drbauer13@gmail.com

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