Saturday morning both boys had their first soccer game of the season. And it was G’s very first soccer game (although it might also be his last -I’ll explain in a bit…)
First, pictures of happier times…
Little G was MOST excited to put on his uniform for the first time, except he’s not really a fan of the shin guards.
The B Man insisted that he had to have his mouth on his water bottle like he was taking a drink, in the photo, because “Mom, that’s cool!” Ohhhh kay.
Unfortunately the boys’ games were basically at the same time. G’s started at 10:15 ad B’s at 10:30. I took G to his field and let the coach’s wife know that I had to take B over to another field for his game. I trekked over there (it was a bit of a hike) with K in tow, as well as an “Elmo” backpack with “Sammy” and “Tammy” (I’ll explain that too…).
I was sweating by the time I got back to G’s field and his game had already started.
Pretty soon after that Tim showed up (he had been at work) and after watching G’s game with me and K for a bit, he decided to go watch some of B’s game.
In the meantime G was doing fine. See evidence below.
BUT then. All the sudden he was walking off the field toward me, crying. In the middle of play.
He was bawling and saying he was tired of getting kicked.
I wasn’t quite sure what he was talking about other than a bunch of 4 year-olds were all kicking at ONE little ball and perhaps he’d gotten kicked by eager little sportsman too many times.
His coach tried putting him back out on the field but it was no use. He was DONE.
I learned after the game that there was one little boy on the other team PURPOSELY kicking kids. Yeah. That. And apparently the other coach did not do anything about it. I mean I get it, they are only 4 but NOW is the time to teach them the do’s and especially the DON’Ts.
Anyway, after accepting his Gatorade and cookie post-game-snack he STILL told me he does not want to play anymore “at all”.
I was and am disheartened. He just started and he shows a lot of promise in that he’s a great kicker.
But I’m not giving up yet.
We took him on over to watch the end of B’s game with us but he was just ready to go home.
B’s team won and we missed the best part of his game (since Tim came back over to help me with K once G had his meltdown).
B scored his very first goal. And we BOTH missed it. His coach said he played his best game yet, over all.
I’m so proud of him but sad I missed it.
So… it was kind of an emotional soccer morning.
But… we still had THE cutest cheerleader along with us…
AND G did bring his buddies, Sammy and Tammy to watch his game.
He got to bring them home for the weekend from school for being a friend to everyone and for listening. We’ll be sorry to see them go tomorrow… they’ve been SO well behaved and QUIET. 😉
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