How Sports Unite Kids and Teach Life Lessons

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I catch my son and his buddies relaxing after a long day at school, sprawled out on the grass like wild colts. They’re playfully darting around, taking jabs at one another.

“Your mom’s here!” one of the boys shouts. I recognize him, squinting to get a better look. In fact, I know all of these boys, but they’ve changed so much since their little-kid days on my lawn.

At thirteen, they’re almost unrecognizable. Their faces are more defined, bodies taller, voices deeper, and personalities more distinct. When they greet me, I often need a moment to take it all in.

They’ve matured not only in size but also socially—most have had girlfriends (can you believe it?); they’re all glued to their phones, texting, posting on Instagram, and using Snapchat. My son, however, is still finding his footing, lingering on the edge, practicing his shots, and zipping around on his ripstick like a young pup. Sometimes, I worry he doesn’t quite fit in, but there’s a bond that ties him to these boys, something stronger than their years of friendship.

He’s an athlete.

Though they each play different sports—be it baseball, lacrosse, basketball, or football—they share a competitive spirit and play to win. They respect each other as friends, teammates, and rivals.

There’s been a lot of chatter about youth sports lately—stories about overzealous coaches, rowdy parents, and kids being pushed too hard too soon. Sure, those folks exist. I’ve seen the intense ones pacing on the sidelines, but they’re the minority.

As a mom of three boys, I live and breathe sports, especially Little League baseball. My husband takes pride in coaching, and I admire how he connects with the boys—lifting them up without coddling, fostering teamwork while also nurturing their individual skills. He dedicates his time to teach, support, and encourage them, showing up for games and practice, even when I might be waiting for a night out in a nice dress for our anniversary. The boys look up to him, and even without saying “Thanks, Coach,” their gratitude is evident.

As we leave a friend’s house, the ice cream truck’s cheerful tune floats down the street. Suddenly, all these boys spring to life, charging toward the sweet sound, laughing and shoving each other, almost tripping over their newfound height.

They’re amazing kids, and I’m so grateful for them and for coaches like my husband who provide positive, enriching experiences that bond them during this transformative time in their lives. Despite how complex they seem now, these young athletes are my son’s teammates and friends—his tribe. They’ve got each other’s backs, and I know we’ll be seeing them in each other’s lives for years to come, out on those fields of dreams.

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In summary, sports create a strong sense of community among kids and provide invaluable life lessons that carry into adulthood.