I think my kids think soccer had an inglorious ending. For Ethan, it meant he didn’t get the seven goals he wanted. For Emry it meant playing through a headache and slight fever as her 6-year-old molars are coming in.
All in all, Ethan’s team was evenly matched with most of the other teams they played. Ethan was passionate on the field, never wanting to take a break, and usually in the middle of it all. This final team, though, had some really bigfive year olds on it, and he felt intimidated. So, he was upset with his own playing. There were even tears. But the trophy sure cheered him up: his first trophy!
Ethan getting his trophy.
Ethan and his team with their trophies.
Emry started the season passionately, but two things happened that stopped her in her tracks. The first happened at the church picnic when one of the dads of one of her teammates kicked a soccer ball really hard and she happened to be right in its trajectory. It nailed her on the head. The following Saturday one of the girls on her team got knocked in the head with a hard kicked ball by a fellow teammate. Learning from her own “mistake” and the “mistake” of another, Emry got very ball shy as the season progressed, afraid to be aggressive lest she find herself knocked in the head with yet another ball. I can’t say I blame her. And even though my little team was probably one of the least-skilled in their league (we only won one game), the second-to-last game they played was awesome.Nobody scored. The defense on both teams was so amazing they kept the balls out of the goal. Of course the kids didn’t think a game like that was very thrilling, but the parents (and myself and other coach) thought it was the best game all year! It also proved that while they may not be headed for the Olympics, their skills did improve.
Emry and her team with their trophies.
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