My training in soccer consisted of a brief lecture given by the local high school coach and a few handouts explaining basic rules and restarts. We were given 4 practices before a season of 10 games began and were told it would be a good idea to hold a pizza party at the end of the season to pass out trophies.
I used the four practices to teach kickoffs, throw-ins, goal kicks and corner kicks.
On the first game day, I put the players in a 1-3-3-2 formation for no other reason than that is what the high school coach recommended. We proceeded to thrash the opponents and a budding career as a soccer coach began.
What a train wreck.
I likely under coached that season and over coached for many seasons after that trying to recapture the magic of that first undefeated season. I was one of those coaches shouting instructions to my players throughout the game all the while wishing I had a joystick to control their movements as I shook my head in frustration. I am honestly not sure if I believed I was helping these youngsters become better soccer players or if I was interested in winning games to validate that first undefeated season. I recognize now that I was exactly the type of coach I would in future years not allow my own children to play for.
I tried to minimize risks players would be exposed to in order to maximize our chances to win games. As absurd as it is, there are lots and lots of parents that place great importance on the ability of their childs team to defeat another team of youngsters and I was one of them. It was the self-recognition that I needed to improve as a coach in order to continue winning that eventually saved me. The wake up call came via a team we had routinely handled easily beating us badly and there being nothing I could do in-game to stem the tide.
About the same time my son was trying out for club teams and much to my dismay I was passed over as coach for these teams. It was suggested by a few people that I take a coaching course. I investigated coaching courses, but eventually settled on serving as an assistant coach for my son's eventual club team. I observed enough to pique my interest in learning more about the game and how to coach it. I still wasn't sold on the idea of taking a coaching course, but I did begin to observe our local high school's practices. As a result of hanging around and taking notes of these practices I was eventually invited to attend their summer camp featuring Graham Ramsay as the instructor.
From the beginning, Graham fascinated me. First, he had an English accent and therefore I was sure he must know about soccer. And he had all these wondrous exercises, drills and games that he had the high school team play during his sessions. I took copious notes and diagramed each exercise, drill and game employed. I noted the points of emphasis Graham made thinking this was great stuff that would transform our team of rising 6th graders back into the powerhouse they once were.
It was a bit like giving an ordinary person a stick of dynamite, a fuse and a match believing they would figure out how to blow the stump from the ground from that point forward. I had been given some tools but did not fully appreciate or understand their use or potential. Thankfully, God has blessed me with an inquisitive and analytical mind. It took awhile but I began piecing technique and tactics together within these exercises and games and as I did so a much clearer understanding of the game and how to coach it began to come into focus.
I broke down and began taking coaching courses although I almost immediately became disenchanted with both the NSCAA and USSF "curriculums" as I discovered their offerings were not teaching courses but testing modules designed to ascertain what you already knew about coaching. My response was to obtain the manuals for the coaching courses and reverse engineer them to learn what I was supposed to teach and how I was supposed to teach it. Then I would go take the course / test, pass and move on to the next level.
Somewhere along the way my background in playing and coaching basketball began to have an impact on my soccer coaching. I recalled what a joy playing pick up games was due to being able to play freely and improvise as we saw fit. It was on the playground that I tried the unconventional and found my confidence as both a shooter and a defender. It was there that I learned what I could and could not do on the court. The playground was where I learned to make decisions in the game of basketball. Melding these playground skills with a framework of systems in organized basketball eventually brought out some very good play in me individually and as a contributor to a team.
At this point I began turning the corner as a soccer coach for in recognizing over-emphasis on winning was a detriment to developing technically and tactically proficient players I also realized the key to winning was placing the on-the-field decision-making process in the hands of the players playing the game. You see, if players are not allowed to make mistakes and take chances when they are exploring the game - if they are constantly being told what to do, when to do it and how to do it - how will they ever develop the soccer instincts they will need to make the split-second decisions that are the heart and soul of the game?
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