The Prime Directive

True story. The former college coach, now the parent approached the Division 1 college coach to say hello. "How's it going, Coach?" "Hi, are you here to talk about your daughter's playing time?" "No, I'm here to say "hello." You're the coach and I'm the parent. That's how IT WORKS."

Years ago, one of my daughters entered in a reserve basketball role for an injured player and scored sixteen points, including 8-for-8 at the line, helping beat their archrival by a few points on the road. The next game she played two minutes as the starter returned. "Move on." She got plenty of future chances. 

Every parent shares "The Prime Directive," wanting what is best for their child. The coach owns what is best for the team, everyone's children. Minutes, role, and recognition are always issues. Always have been, always will be. 

One parent whom I respect greatly always calls me "Coach." For me, that's a term embodying respect, like 'sensei' in the Japanese culture. He never complains about his child's role or recognition and always supports the team. That elevates his children and their team.