Hasn't Happened Yet

By Jack Furlong

Founder/President/CEO

I was sitting at the bar at a golf club recently while a golf tournament for kids was being held.  Through innocent eavesdropping, I learned that the company hosting the tournament has held various tournaments for kids of all ages for years, and this course was one of the courses the company constantly used for their tournaments.
 
Further, this company had stepped up their game in how they attracted new kids to play in these tournaments.  Plenty of kids signed up to play on their own, but they were also inviting kids from around the country to play in these tournaments as well.  As I surveyed the kids and their families who were participating, I learned that most families had traveled from different parts of the east coast just to come to my hometown for a few days for a youth golf tournament.
 
The lady who was representing the company made an innocent comment that struck me, though.  She noted that in all the years of these tournaments, not one of their participating kids had ever turned pro.  I looked around again at these kids and their families.  At first, I was a little shocked that not a single kid had found their way to the top of their game.  However, after a moment, that shock was gone.
 
There are plenty of trends and statistics that could be used to examine why this has occurred.  Demographics of ethnicity might be at the top of the list as I noted most of the room was filled with people of Asian and Indian descent.  I could sense that all the parents were overbearing, placing their kids on a pedestal to the point of believing the kids could do no wrong (which was not far from the truth based on the way they treated the waitstaff at the restaurant).  Yet, no matter the reason or the evidence, there was just a simple feeling that transcended this microcosm.
 
When I was young, I firmly believed that I was destined to play Major League Baseball, even if my parents were not as subscribed to that belief as I was.  In hindsight, though, I preferred it that way:  they never pressured me.  They supported me, and they wanted me to shoot for the stars (so long as I had a backup plan).  Not that this statement is meant to be persuasive testimony, but it is through my faith that I reconcile the fact that I was meant to do something more than ascend to the big leagues in baseball.
 
When I look back at that dream now, I might still believe that I could have achieved that goal, but it would have taken some luck solely due to the number of factors that were out of my control.  Reaching the pinnacle of any major sport takes more than just talent.  It also takes more than just being at the right place at the right time.  The way each sport evolves within the values of society is rather unpredictable, and how the sports seek to make a profit will usually stay one step ahead of the evolution of the talent and the next crop of athletes and potential stars.
 
As I digested this, not only did I feel a little better about my life path, but I started to pray that the families at this tournament saw this as well.  Not a single kid in all the years of this tournament had become a professional golfer, and we had no idea if that would change anytime soon.  I wanted these kids to dream that it was possible (if they wanted to dream that), but I really hoped that the parents were simply nothing more than supportive of giving these kids a positive experience, rather than setting a demand for what they must eventually become.