Profanity has no place at all in youth league sports like Little League Baseball or Pee Wee football.
I was privileged to coach Two Mississippi State Championship Little League teams and one runner up. I did a whole lot of cursing....lol...I just didn't say it out loud. In other words I never cursed.
But once kid players grow into young men players profanity can sometimes grab their attention when nothing else will. But it has to be well timed and it has to be an exception, rather than the rule.
An example would be the coach who constantly screams at his players. They eventually grow deaf ears.
But that non-screaming coach who never yells at the players, well, when he does, you better believe they listen. Because it's out of the norm and they KNOW the coach means business. Else he wouldn't have screamed or yelled in the first place. Coach Saban is an expert at that type of timing.
The one time I remember using profanity in front of my players was when my son played 16-17 year old recreation basketball. (I know...small time), but the kids were competitive and they were at an age where they wanted to win.
We were undefeated at 6-0 playing another 6-0 team. They were a total bunch of thugs with an obnoxious, cocky, loud coach......but they were so much better than us it was ridiculous. They had killed everybody they played by scores of like 89-12. We had kinda scraped by.
I honestly never coached a game where, going in, I thought we'd lose, except for this game. I told my wife secretly "We could play as good as we can possibly play and lose by 50 points".
Well the game started and we went back and forth. It was 12-10 when the other teams best player stole the ball and broke for a layup. My son reached out and hacked him(legally) to prevent the easy bucket.
The kid turned, threw the ball and hit my son in the face, busting his nose.
I again emphasize the word THUGS.
Throwing the ball at another player, by rule, was an automatic ejection. But since the ref was the opposing teams coaches brother, he told the players to shake hands and said there would be no ejection. I protested a bit but nothing major.
Then, to top it off, the thug refused to shake hands with my son and the ref did nothing.
So I went ballistic. I got a technical. The result of the play was the other team got two free throws, two technical foul shots and the ball. There was no penalty at all for the ball throwing and the busted nose.
I called time out. I told my players..."I've never said the word win to you guys...not one time. I've always said play hard, play loose and have fun...right? (reply-RIGHT!) Well gentlemen,( and I was animated) when we go back on that court....I want you to kick their ..."!!
Timing.
We beat them by 30 points.
After the game their coach, the thugs Daddy, wouldn't shake my hand accusing me of teaching my players to be way too physical and dirty.
I had the privilege of saying.."Dirty's a ball in the face ***hole. Hustle, rebounding and defense AIN'T.
Long story I know but I love telling it.
sip