The hardest thing to do

RRW Mon 020 2The hardest thing to do is leave a post for a new one. Whether old or new, a post is an assignment, a divine deployment through which one completes a task. Posts are usually temporal and by the time they’ve run their course, you’re usually not ready to leave. You’ve just grown accustomed to the job at hand and while not necessarily old hat, it is routine enough for you to enjoy (most of the time).

The hardest thing to do is to complete a season in your life abruptly and at the expense of others. It’s not that you intend to hurt people when you leave said post but invariably you do because collateral damage is par for the tumult of transition. It takes bravery to let go and fortitude to maintain perspective when change disrupts comfortability.

The hardest thing I’ve had to do on several occasions is leave one group of students to go serve another. I had to do that again today. I had to tell my students and my girls basketball team at Ramona High School in Riverside, CA that I was moving on to devote more time and energy to this blog’s namesake. Free association yields words like: “Betrayal,” “Abandonment,” “Greener Grass,” etc. That’s how I felt today talking to players who were counting on me and students who see me as a mentor.

The hardest thing to do is to leave if you really care about the people where you serve. You wouldn’t think so either. It would certainly seem reasonable to think that any coward can shun duty and consequently skip out on those who need him most. But it is leaving that challenges, exposes, risks and yet trusts. The sense of comfort on all sides is challenged when a person leaves a post. Fears are exposed. Risks are taken. But trust is the virtue which is proven or found lacking in the instance of departure. Leadership is a privilege in more ways than can be stated. To those of you teaching and coaching young people, instruct them on how to leave and be left with grace and purpose. It’s the hardest and arguably most rewarding thing to do.

Anything but leadership

Candace Dupree of the Chicago Sky (WNBA)

Is the thought of being a leader repulsive? It is but only if by leadership I mean an inordinate amount of responsibility and service that inspires those I lead. Discipline is not welcomed by many athletes because it’s restrictive by nature and seemingly where there is no capacity for restraint, perhaps leadership becomes the dreaded enemy.

I coach players to lead without actually saying that word a whole lot. Why harp on a nebulous term when you can teach the the traits that accompany it. The problem is, however, that young athletes have never been young before. They’ve never been in what they would call the “prime” – athletic, carefree and nearly an adult. They’re interested in the prestige of sports but as a coach I can never tell if they’re absorbing leadership rather than being taught it.

It’s difficult to discern why or how young athletes perceive leadership because just when you think they’re getting it, one of your players is cited for being drunk in public. Another player avoids practice while yet another simply never works on the skills needed to play their sport. Consequently, there’s a break down on so many fronts that leadership is clearly and intentionally avoided. A coach is the vehicle that transports the players to a destination but you could argue that the coach can only transport passengers for whom leadership is not an obstacle. My job is to disguise the obstacle of leadership as an obligation/opportunity.

Just buy the doughnut

krispy_kreme_glazed_doughnutSometimes I do things that prove how much of a premium I put on being in control. And this control freak-like characteristic extends to how I try to serve others. I walked into a doughnut shop on Friday October 30, 2009 and as I entered the shop I passed a man on the outside who appeared to be homeless. He was doing what people in that predicament usually do…asking for spare change on your way out. So I invited him in to the shop with me.

I told him I’d buy him a doughnut but then I added the following condition: “You have to come inside with me to get the doughnut.” (I wanted to talk to the guy, force a dialogue) His gestures made it clear that he was not willing to oblige me. Instead he told me what kind of doughnut he wanted. “Maple Bar,” he repeated. I could feel the blood simmering. “How dare this homeless person dictate the rules of generosity,” I thought. “Either come in with me or no doughnut,” I said.

Then the conviction set in while I was in line. I don’t know why the gentleman outside wouldn’t come in. It shouldn’t have mattered. I’ve had countless opportunities to give to people and often have made the experience about ME more than about helping someone. The truth is that I must drop the God complex. Friday it was a doughnut. A week earlier it was a hamburger. Giving with no strings attached or not giving at all seems most consistent with the principles that I say govern my living. Next time I’ll just buy the guy a Maple Bar and if he wants to have a conversation, he’ll let me know.

Space for Rebuilding

When you’re USC, synonymous with football and the dream school of most of the touted high school recruits in America you don’t get a rebuilding year. You don’t get a year off from national title expectations and media onslaught. You don’t get a reprieve from analysts, fans and foes because your dominance has become your worst enemy. You are SC, a virtual NFL farm system that turns out skilled position players who not only make the pros but establish careers of Hall of Fame proportion. It’s unacceptable if not deplorably heinous to not finish the season ranked #1 in all polls and/or win the Pacific 10 conference.

But while Pete Carroll and his band fight on taking every team’s best shot, the truth is that this is as close as they get to a rebuilding year. There’s a phenom true freshman playing quarterback at a level most college seniors never do. (that means Matt Barkley was in high school a year ago). Not to mention the Trojans surrendered many of their key players on offense and defense to the next level in this year’s NFL draft.

When you’re good, know that the season for rebuilding is coming . It takes courage to accept such reality and even more to press forward after losses remind you of the phase you’re really in.  So what if people tell you that losing is not an option. Greatness is often interrupted and simultaneously defined by a commitment to preparation, calculated risk and the authentic evaluation of which holes need to be filled.

Teacher’s Pet

In C.S. Lewis’ “The Screwtape Letters,” a demon named Screwtape concludes the work with a toast given at a sort of banquet for chief tempters and gentledevils. The monologue is rendered from the point-of-view of an adversary of the human race and illumines something noteworthy about what is needed for Democracy to fail in the world.

Screwtape basically says that if the demons can continue to tempt the humans toward the mindset of parity and equity to the extent that there are no great humans, only the kind who assimilate and look to be “like folk,” then Democracy in the purest sense will end. Democracy with a capital D is a political framework that involves the will of the masses in choosing and relieving leadership. It is the epitome of accountability in governance. But lowercase that “d” and Screwtape says humans are doomed because they will have created a world where it’s embarrassing to strive for anything higher than the person next to you.

First of all, C.S. Lewis is always a great read but this notion speaks volumes to athletes. It was not uncommon for me to be ashamed of my intellect as a young basketball player. God forbid you be both athletic and smart. The basketball subculture sometimes takes two forms from what I’ve seen: #1 the inner city make it or die trying mentality and #2 the nothing to lose/everything to gain paradigm. The first is possessed namely by the impoverished hoopers who view sports as a vehicle to wealth and freedom. The latter is often the perspective of wealthy athletes who don’t typically fit the stereotypical profile. These wealthier kids tend to be educated and well coached with multiple options lying beyond a high school diploma. Conversely, the poor ball players are desperate and have learned to see only one way out. It’s but one of many ways that our society teaches us that excellence beyond normative achievement is undemocratic. And that’s frightening.

If basketball taught me anything it’s that competing extends not from the court to the real world but from the soul to everything we attempt. Competing is as universal to how we live as breathing is. It will continue to be what separates one human from another while simultaneously serving the needs of humanity as a whole.

Basketball, Drugs and Second Chances

Basketball, drugs and second chances don’t necessarily occur and they most certainly don’t necessarily occur in that order.

Drugs generally get all the attention during Red Ribbon Week, a national anti-drug campaign formalized in 1988 three years after the murder of its inspiration DEA agent Enrique (Kiki) S. Camarena. But as I talk to athletes, students and casual drug users I’m learning that addiction is more the focal point than drug use. And I know the two go hand-in-hand but the main threat to young athletes is derailment at the hands of addiction.

Chris Andersen is a professional basketball player who earns his pay as a Denver Nugget and he’s a fan favorite with his multicolored tattoo sleeves and hair that has gained him the nicknmame “Bird Man”. He blocks shots and is the ultimate role player but the fans know his real story – that he’s an ex addict or perhaps, an addict in recovery. Three years ago Andersen was kicked out of the NBA for a “drugs of abuse” violation. The expulsion from the league cost him $14 million ($3.5 annually) and a four year contract.

My police friends tell me the threats of narcotics haven’t gone out of style. Crack is predominantly abused by African Americans, Heroine by Latinos, Crystal Meth by Caucasians. This is not to mention performance enhancing drugs and addiction to over-the-counter medicine.

Drug jingles, slogans debunking drug use and commercials are unmistakably cliche. But so are the effects drugs have on a life. It’s not an issue of being caught as much as it is about giving control of yourself over to something else. And I’ve never had a student athlete raise their hand when I ask, “Who wants to be a slave?” What’s better, getting a second chance or not needing one in the first place?

Horse Mouth Humility

According to a an online source called The Phrase Finder, the best tips in horse racing came from the inner circle of trainers and stable lads. If you wanted to know which horse stood the best chance of winning a race, you’d better ask someone who’d spent time with the horses often and recently. That leaves only one better source…

So in the world of second and third hand information distribution, I’ve began to wonder if we are as hungry as the horse gamblers. Should we be so naive as to think those dudes never looked around to the left and right and then tried baiting the beasts into a little light banter? The gambler is ruthless and desperate for an advantage and that advantage comes from knowing and not guessing.

The longer I work the more I witness that it takes quiet strength to embrace the difficult conversations necessary to lead. Proactive conversation is just as valuable as honest conversation. It means you initiate the tough dialogue, the kind that stems from a corrective and passionate heart but that can be irrevocably ruinous. Going to the horse’s mouth is a brave stride to step over impediments to direct communication. In the midst of the noise between sender and receiver stands a leader armed with a choice to settle for hearsay or indulge confrontation. The horse’s mouth is not without risk of injury, rebuke and escalation. But it’s the true mark of a leader desperate for the benefit that truth can offer the team members for whom he or she is responsible.