So, I’m a high school volleyball coach. Not the close friend of a high school coach, not the wife of a high school coach, not the sister, mother or cousin of a high school coach, but an actual high school coach. The varsity, high school, boys, volleyball coach at CRHS. I don’t have an official assistant coach and my unofficial assistant coach goes to school two nights a week and coaches her own girls club volleyball team two other nights a week. She’s more of a sounding board or trusted advisor than actual coach. But not to worry, I am 85% sure that a senior from the girls volleyball team at CRHS is available to help me. So, no worries, it’s all good, I got this.
I got confirmation from my AD today that I can feel free to schedule all of my own matches. I was given a very short list of dates to avoid and I was reminded to schedule as many home matches as away matches. I can only manage to get 3 hours of gym time in a 6 week period of time in January/February for conditioning/open gyms, but I can feel free to schedule home matches in that same gym?! I forgot to ask who schedules the officials for home matches, and how do officials get paid, hmm? And don’t forget about game balls. I haven’t had the opportunity to tell the AD that boys game balls are different than girls game balls and I will need at least two boys game balls if we are to host any home matches. And uniforms, I am absolutely going to need to think about uniforms. And if we only get one set of uniforms I am going to need to get a couple of extra uniforms in a different color (and different numbers) for my libero to wear. But, no worries, it’s all good, I got this.
Speaking of scheduling my own games, after only 26 hours on the official website that tracks boys high school volleyball teams and coaches I have “met” a couple of great coaches who have already been incredibly helpful. In fact, I scheduled our first match this evening. On Thursday, April 23 my boys will be traveling to the far north side of Indy for a volleyball match, game time 6:30pm. I was so excited to be able to confirm this small, important step that tears (accidentally) appeared in my eyes. And then it hit me, that overwhelming moment of panic. Boys don’t cry! At least not while they are competing, unless they are severely injured. But under no circumstances are they going to understand why their coach (accidentally) tears up during a practice or *gasp* a game. Especially when the likelihood of my tears increases in an inverse relationship to the likelihood of boys crying. I’m a big ‘ole softy, I won’t cry if they make me mad or if I get hurt. I will cry when they do something awesome or say something wonderful or exceed my expectations. I will cry when they make me happy. Gulp, start worrying, it’s not good, maybe I don’t got this!
It’s gonna be an awesome season!
