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...and, oh boy, is it great when they come from behind! There's nothing more exciting! Harrison had his first soccer game of the season on Saturday. And while it delighted me to see him so excited about it, I was just sort of ho-hum about the whole thing. I'm not a huge soccer fan. Well, okay, I'm not a soccer fan at all. I don't really know much about it. I never watched it on TV. I only played it in 8th grade PE and was humiliated to be the only goalie in our entire two-week unit to allow the other team to score. I couldn't help it, but I was checking out a hangnail, and the next thing I knew a ball was kicked into the goal behind me. It could have happened to anyone....I think. So, anyway, we get up at the crack of dawn and trek to the field. We went to the wrong one first, but that's another story. When we finally got to the right place, we pack up our folding chairs, our cooler, and half us head to the bathroom, that half being myself and Indiana Mimi. When we finally hike what seemed to be five miles to the correct field, Harrison's game is already underway, and they are losing 2-0. Great...
(There's Harrison, in black and red, going in for the ball between two green guys.) I know we as parents encourage our kids that playing sports is not all about winning, but who are we kidding? We all want to win, and we especially want our kids to do well....and win. It's just a cold, hard fact. So we just all set up our folding chairs and settled in for what we thought might be a disappointing morning. To make things worse the other team scored another goal.
(Harrison's team getting the mid-game pep talk. Harrison's #5.)
(Three of Harrison's fans at half-time...do you call it half-time in soccer?...smiling, sort of, through our sweat and tears.) I love a good comeback, sports story. I think ever since I was little and allowed to watch The Bad News Bears, I have loved that kind of story line. (Not that I think that's a good movie for children because Walter Matthau and most of the adolescents cuss like sailors all through it.) You always know how they are going to end, but you still sit through them anyway because they're fun and totally feel-good. Remember the Titans, Miracle, Facing the Giants, Rudy...I could go on and on. Well, I'll just cut through all the details of the second half and get right to the point....HARRISON'S TEAM WON THE GAME 5-3!!!! The second half of the game it was like another team was playing. They kept the ball almost exclusively on the other side of the field and scored goal after goal. It wasn't a one-man show either. They were passing and blocking and whatever other good things they do in soccer of which I'm clueless, but it was beautiful. Just beautiful.
Harrison played goalie in the fourth quarter, or whatever they call it, and as you can see, had a pretty boring time of it, as his team kept the ball far away from their goal. He did get to block once, and never was he caught picking at a hangnail like his mother so many years ago.
(The final "good game" hand shake.)
I guess the moral of this story is, that certainly winning is not everything, but it sure is fun....especially when you're down 3-1 at half-time...or whatever it's called. |
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