So to make a long story longer…lol…Keljin was a cry baby. Every time he came out of the game in 6th and 7th grade he would cry and pout. It drove me crazy and I would get on him pretty hard. During 7th grade his mom wanted him to quit. The boys around him were all getting better and Keljin was not progressing.
After our 7th grade season we were at our team party and he said he needed to talk to me. I figured he was going to quit even though I was going to do everything I could to not let him. He asked me what he had to do to get more playing time next year. I told him 3 things. Get rid of that left arm chicken wing when you shoot, work on your ball handling and quit crying and pouting.
During 8th grade school ball I could tell he was getting better but his team was loaded, so he didn’t get to show much. A few months later when we started practice he walks up and says watch this coach. He went to the three point line and I said don’t even think about it! He pulled up with no chicken wing and nailed about 6 in a row from everywhere. I was in shock! He turned around and said I’m done crying coach. I asked him what he had been doing. He told me that his junior high coach let him stay after school every day and use the shooting machine.
He would go on to become our best player and best three point shooter for the next 4 years. His dad, who I grew up with, died on new years night Keljin’s freshmen year of college. He had a massive heart attack at the age of 45. Watching Keljin and his brother, who was also on my team, push their father’s casket out of the church was heart wrenching. I prayed daily that they would both survive losing their dad. So far so good!
Oh yea…his mother and I are like sister and brother now. Also I tell Keljin about every few months to keep working on his ball handling…lol