The Old Man Story continues

The Old Man Story continues

The Old Man Story continues

Back at the end of August I posted a story in this space called The Old Man Story, (click on link here). I had done so because I had read about some players poor choices. I wrote that I have told this story for years, perhaps more years than I would like to admit. I used it in my book, “The Athlete within You” as well. I first heard the story from my soccer coach what has to be over 35 years ago. Usually I would make a joke here and say that I was maybe five when I heard it first, but that is just for fun. (I was 6).  Anyway I have told this story to almost every athlete I have ever trained. I’ve told it to a lot of audiences and to the classes I’ve taught. I’m probably responsible for 5000+ people hearing this tale. It wasn’t my story and I doubt it was Coach Kelley’s, but I was happy to continue his tradition. This weekend I was struck by something that I didn’t see coming. My story may have come back to me.

As anyone reading my posts knows I was working with the Cheyenne Stampede all last week. Yes I did tell them the story of the old man the first day. That’s not what has struck me silent. Take a look at this picture below.

The Old Man Story- mental games

OK it’s an old tale, I get that. I have not talked to GM Mark Lantz about the banner. He put it up and he used it very movingly on my last day of training camp to inspire his team to make great choices. I’m very sure that he has heard or read of something similar over the years. But what if, just what if The Old Man Story stuck in the unconscious of a very young graduate student who took a sport psychology class at the University of Wyoming over a quarter century ago.

What if our words could move someone to use the same line to inspire young people to greatness and perhaps had its roots back then. Can we inspire generations, will these players one day challenge another group of young people after I’m gone. Pretty heady stuff.  It’s likely just one of my day dreams, of course that’s what day dreams are for.

I told the players I have one main purpose. To help them with their mental game so they will have the skills to reach for their dreams. Funny how it may have started before any of them were born. Just a thought.

Old Man Story and the Choices we make

Old Man Story and the Choices we make

The Old Man Story and the Choices we make

This is the Old Man Story. In writing a good deal to reach out to Junior A Hockey this year. I’ve noticed a number of negative articles related to poor choices players have made news with as of late. This is of course nothing new and since I’ve been helping athletes for three decades you might say I’ve seen quite a bit of it. I thought I would post a story I’ve been telling for perhaps 25+ years. Most every athlete I’ve either worked with on their mental game or coached on the soccer field has heard this. It’s in my book The Athlete within You, but I think it bares repeating here. So if you will indulge me, this is the story I’ve just called THE OLD MAN.

Old Man Story

I want to tell you a story. It took place long time ago in a very small village. There was a young man who was a punk (not in the music way or I’ll get in trouble with my sons), if we can call him that; I suppose smart ass is how he would be referred to today. And he had a young friend and he started to talk. “There is an old man in the village who is never ever wrong. He’s a wise old guy and he’s never been wrong in his entire life and we are going to get one over on him.” And then the young man reached into a bush and pulled out a little bird. “I’m going to ask the old man if the bird in my hand is alive or dead. If the old man says the bird is dead, I will open my hand and the bird will fly away. I will be able to say that the old man was wrong. If on the other hand, the old man says that the bird is alive, I will crush the bird in my hand. I’ll open my hand and prove to him that he was wrong for the first time in his life. In this way I will show him he can be wrong and he’s not perfect.” So along comes the old man, and the young brash kids approach him. The boy says, “Hey old man, I have a question for you.” The old man looks at him with a sad smile on his face and he says, “Yes my son, what can I do for you.” The brash young man says “I have here in my hand a bird; you must tell me if it is alive or dead.” The brash young man has a big smile on his face because in his heart of hearts he knows he’s gotten one over on the old man. The old man looks again at him with sad smile on his face. “My son,” the old man says, “the answer lies in your hands.” It’s not just that the wise old man knows that choice is in this young man’s hands. The choice of course is in all of our hands. When we make a decision, when we take an action, in anything we do, we are at choice.

Young men that have the privilege to play sports at any level, though sheer talent or good fortune need understand that everyday choices they make will impact their future. All of us make mistakes in life. Understanding that we are the one’s responsible is an important step in the maturation process. Decide to drink, do drugs, party hard, be promiscuous what ever, the bottom line is it is your choice. I’m not going to stand up and lecture anyone on morality. I’ll leave that to your parents as we all see things differently, but I will be emphatic that every choice has a consequence. Sometimes the result is no result at all, but it is a result. Later this week I’ll dazzle you with Chaos Theory (think Jurassic Park), but for now understand what The Old Man has said. It’s in your hands!

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Since you’ve gotten this far I’d like you to note that for today August 30, 2012 I have a promotion on Amazon where I am giving away free copies of The Athlete within You Kindle Addition. All you need to do is click on the following link and follow the instructions.

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Post Script

Credit on the picture is Max Margolies, my father. He would have been 95 this Dec 25th.  Picture was just before his passing prior to his 90th birthday. I won’t say he was the model for the story, nor will I admit to being the smart ass kid. But there are some similarities.

Post, Post Script

Almost a year after this post I wrote an addendum to this story. Please check it out as it demonstrates if nothing else the power of stories. The Story Continues