Disclaimer: this is purely a personal opinion and has no representation (research) from the masses.
Being an avid sports person who is almost game enough to try most sports, I have often thought about the support I had when I was younger. (I remember vividly that when it came to sporting involvements, I had to force my way through ‘defiantly’ as my parents (mainly my mum) didn’t favour it. If not, I had to do it under wraps until either my younger brother or myself “picha lobang” (let the cat out of the bag). The only time my parents showed their support for sports was when they were quick enough to sign me up for the mandatory swimming classes. At that age of 5, I felt “forced”” into a sport – swimming. Not that I dread swimming, but at that age, getting into the cold water was the most challenging part of swimming! HAH!
Our family seldom engaged in physical activities as a whole. My mum, being a traditional mother, didn’t really like the idea of me taking up Taekwondo in my younger years. She was afraid I would beat up my younger brother because he could get rather irritating some times, well, most times. My dad remained the neutral party in the family. He would just say “be careful in whatever you are doing” and somehow the reverse always happens.
So far I had suffered a dislocated index finger from basketball, bruises galore from Taekwondo and softball as well as gotten Osgood Schlatter disease (an inflammation of the area just below the knee where the tendon from the kneecap (patellar tendon) attaches to the shinbone (tibia)) from my adolescent years, a result from being active too quickly. Though I am nowhere near Olympic level, I still take my sports (currently golf, badminton and chasing after my 2 year old) seriously at my current age. Upon reflecting, I often wonder how I can provide a better sporting experience for my son growing up. Simple, the first step to being a supportive sport-parent is by getting the whole family to participate together. I concluded at a few points after having some small discussions with my friends who are fellow parents and my younger colleagues who had a different experience from mine, better from the way I see it.