Soccer Revisited

We've done the soccer thing with our older kids. It's always fun until you have three games back-to-back-to-back in different cities.Then it gets tricky. As our lives have gotten more complicated, and we've moved around a bit, we haven't encouraged our kids to play soccer as much. 

Numbers 4 and 5 decided they wanted to participate in the thrill of victory of semi-competitive sports. With Mary playing with a community symphony and me just being a flake most of the time, it's been tricky. Fortunately the park isn't too far from our house, and the older kids have pitched in sometimes walking to and from the games/practices with them. 

 I remember playing at 5 on a regular sized field and we ran, and ran, and ran, and ran, and ran. And we lost, and lost, and lost, and lost, and lost.  I remember when we scored our first goal of the season (during our fourth or fifth game). We were ahead of a team 1-0 and feeling great. We ended up losing that game 19-1 (or as the Romans say, XIX to I.) 

I was able to make it to Tommy's game this past week. 5-6 year-old soccer is fantastic. They don't keep score - kind of, and the coaches are on the field directing traffic. This means that there are brief pauses for reorganization followed by the status quo chaos that we've all come to expect. 

Tommy is energetic on the field. He doesn't necessarily have a nose for the ball, but he's always close to the action and energetic.