This is the first in a two part series where I talk about the sports the kids did this spring. James did T-ball, Andy did soccer. I did try to get them to do the same sport. It didn't happen. But Andy really wanted to do soccer. Yes, I found it hard to believe as well, but I was hopefully since we had been through the first season learning about what soccer is about, this second season would be better.
Of course, I was wrong. So, here is a normal day. Andy and I get to soccer pretty early. On this particular day I was surprised when Andy voluntarily started dribbling. That was unsual.
Sitting in a chair eating a snack, that was more his speed:
Again, dribbling. Who is this kid?
Oh, picking grass. Now, that is Andy:
Eventually the other kids showed up, and the game got start.
A different thing with this season, I apparently embraced my destiny and volunteered to be assistant coach.
My dad was so proud:
The game starts and the kids start playing. Here was our ringer. He was amazing:
Girl ringer.
And me, I entertained the kids on the bench.
Meaning I was the bench. After "a quarter" we would switch the kids out. Honestly, I did such a good job with the kids, they often wanted to say with me. But we got them out there.
And I was still the bench:
Andy had a great run!
And finally the post game shaking of hands:
Good times. We will see if Andy and I do this again in the fall!
2 comments:
You can always tell which are the kids of soccer parents because they're the ones with the socks OVER the shinguards. Way to go bench!
LOL about you being the bench. :-) And Yay small child soccer! So cute to watch them play herd-ball.
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