I don’t know a lot about soccer. I’ve seldom seen a game, so I won’t embarrass myself by quoting any statistics. I enjoyed the movie, Bend It Like Beckham (and yes, I actually know who Beckham is). I was never a soccer mom, but now I’m a soccer grandma. A few weeks ago, I was privileged to observe my youngest grandson’s final game played for a YMCA team. I must admit, it was entertaining.
My grandson is new to the game, and while he has many talents, especially speed, he showed little understanding of the game’s principles. He has a good strong kick, but his direction was off. He helped the other team make several goals. As the game progressed, he lost focus. At one point, we watched him walk backwards to the middle of the field where his team was assembled for the next play. That was not the worst (or best, depending on your point of view) moment of the game.
Not long after that, one of the little girls on his team announced she had to go potty and was escorted off the field by her mommy. Then my handsome grandson was called back into play and he crawled (yes, crawled) all the way across to get into position. I think his mother, a former soccer player, was cringing. But the rest of us, well, we had progressed past chuckling to full belly laughter.
It’s a good thing they don’t really keep score. They were outnumbered and outsized by the other team. Yes, they took a trouncing. But the highlight of the day was when grandson received his trophy. That’s one nice thing, they all get a trophy. And pictures. And yummy post game snacks.
Team sports plays an important role in the lives of our children. They learn skills and coordination and form lasting friendships. So I hope he continues to play soccer. He’s got speed and strength and could make a good player one day. But no matter how good he gets, we will never forget this spring’s final game.
Today’s Prompt: Single mom Darcy Ann Simpkins sat on the sidelines as her five-year-old kicked the ball into the opposing team’s net. She rolled her eyes at the snide comments of her neighbors. As her gaze drifted above the heads of the pint-sized players, her heart skipped a beat when she locked eyes with…