Discus 101
Track season has begun again at the middle school where I throw after work. This is fine with me because after all, I am using their field, and also they are usually wrapping things up at just about the time I’m able to arrive anyway. I must admit though, that I really enjoy getting there a little early to watch the kids try to figure things out.
Up until this year the school housed 7th and 8th graders so there were always one or two of the kids who were able to throw fairly well. Last year for example, there was one boy who was throwing the discus in the 130’ (39.60 m) range. They had a young first-year coach who admitted that he knew nothing about throwing, but that he had been downloading material off the internet to try to learn more. I loaned him my John Powell discus video and he showed it to the kids one day. I especially wanted the young girls on his squad to see the women in the video, such as Carol Cady, who could really throw far. I’m not sure any of them had ever imagined that girls could do such things.
This year the school is comprised of nothing but 7th graders, so the skill level has fallen off quite a bit, and the “coach” looks so young that she appears to be one of the students. I use the term coach loosely here, because she isn’t really a coach. She’s more like a volunteer helper of a coach, who not surprisingly knows nothing about throwing. The real coach spends most of his time with the jumpers, and leaves the throwers to sort things out with the helper. The only coaching I heard out of the helper-coach the other day was when she once called out to a girl who was obviously struggling, “try to not make it wobble so much”. It’s kind of sad to watch, so I’ve been trying to get out there early and give some pointers. The helper-coach seemed very appreciative and welcomed my meddling.
To say that her practices are disorganized would be putting it mildly. Yesterday when I arrived I saw kids standing out in the landing area with their backs to the ring. They were probably safe, but only because no one knew how to throw far enough to put them in any danger. Three more boys were kneeling in an area that was not safe from thrown implements however, and they had their heads down trying to figure out a wonderful new toy – a 300’ measuring tape. I looked at them and immediately had a number of questions: 1.) Why were they measuring practice throws in the first place, especially when all it does is slow everything down and result in everyone getting fewer practice throws? 2.) Why were they measuring a 50’ throw, when there were chalk lines on the ground that could give them a good estimate of its distance? 3.) Why did it require three people? And most importantly, 4.) Why, why, why weren’t they THROWING? I just shook my head. I think the practices would look a little different if I were the coach.
Helper-coach came up to me and asked if I would give some pointers to a new kid on the team who was pretty good. (After all, he had thrown one 60’!) I asked him to show me his technique, and of course just about everything he did was wrong. We walked way out into the landing area, safely away from everyone else, and I gave him some of the basics:
- Learn the standing throw before you start worrying about the spin (this is very hard for kids).
- The throw begins with the legs, not the arm.
- Maintain good separation between the hips and the shoulders.
- Finish with the weight on the front leg and with the chest high and aimed in the direction of the throw.
- And finally, we talked about the four parts of the full throw – turn out of the back, hop across the creek, reach the left leg to the front, and finish from a good standing throw position.
It was all great fun for me. Maybe I should become a youth throws coach when I retire.