Posts Tagged ‘Soccer’

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Spring it is NOT

April 9, 2016

It is April 9th and both our girls had soccer games while it was flurrying! Crazy and insane weather! T2 and her team had a 1-1 tie and T1 and her team had a 3-1 win. They played at the same time in two different locations. Their schedules this season are the most overlapped in a long time and the Chief is at sea and my bestie is a single parent now. To top things off, T2 has three Tuesday night games, which is scout night. But my bestie and I WILL make this work. We always have, we always will.

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It is Friday!

October 25, 2013

The Chief is back in range. The following is the e-mail I sent him this morning. My snark filter must still be in bed.

Getting ready to head out to [trainer], stop at Wal-Mart for strawberries and an ugly pumpkin and to put in a donation request, come home to make strawberry chocolate pudding pies for the contest tonight, pack, print the bulletin, print directions for [house sitter] for the care of the dogs who are still chewing the couch which has now been taped with packing tape, accuse T2 of lying to me about taking her medicines, send her off to [planned destination] with your parents as a sobbing, hysterical mess, take T1 to [Team Captain’s] with her candy donation for the goody bags everyone is getting for tomorrow’s slaughter and fantastic season, meet the Falcon’s team mom across the county at [CES] with $5 for flowers for [coach whose dad is in hospital but recovering and the reason the party was postponed a week and now T1 can’t go] and the $24 worth of hamburgers we won’t be enjoying [while other people only have to bring two bags of chips] and pick up T1’s trophy (and hopefully still have allotted text messages until the 7th of November after the 30 texts from the Falcon team mom alone in one day–because she doesn’t realize some of us actually still do NOT and prefer not to have unlimited texting or smart phones!!!!), run back to T1 from [Team Captain’s], swing by the house to pick up the chilled pies, head to the church for game night, ugly pumpkin contest and pie contest–and hope I don’t forget a house key for [house sitter], make it home to finish packing if possible, sleep, get up at 7:30 and be at [Park] by 8:20 for a 9 AM slaughter and then get on the road.
Love you. Miss you.
XOXOXOXO
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Update …

March 11, 2013

When last I posted I mentioned that the Chief arrived two weeks ahead of the modified schedule (in other words, really on his original due date). We have not dropped off the face of the earth. Much has been happening and I’m giddy to tell you. I will. I promise. Just not yet. Maybe right after my annual scrapbooking weekend. Been doing many things, soccer season just kicked off … and I’ve been listening. Need to process those thoughts. I hope everyone is enjoying their March. It was nice to have the Chief home for the (hopefully) last and only significant snow of the winter. We ended up having a 5-day weekend because some schools and homes in our county were without power.

Don’t worry, Enchanted Seashells… I’m working on getting those “guns” pictures! 🙂

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A for Effort

August 24, 2012

T1 has been trying out for the school soccer team. I got a text message from her this morning that she did not make the team.

I don’t want to be that soccer mom. But it is hard.

About 30 girls were trying out for 16 slots. Of those 30 about 20 were the small fast love-to-score girls; 10 were defenders. T1 is of the later. But for most of try-outs she was in the goal box.

I asked if the coach even saw her in a defensive position during the scrimmage … the answer: no.

And this is after she was given the encouragement (not sure by who) that because she played other positions she was being considered for back-up goalie.

I wanted her to make the team but make no mistake, I know my daughter is not a soccer star. Should we have pulled her from her losing team(s) and tried the area travel team to better develop her? Again, I never expected her to be the next Mia Hamm or Hope Solo. I did put her in soccer camps and conditioning clinics.

I wanted her to make the team because I wanted to prove to all the little fast scoring girls that left her losing teams they weren’t “all that” and that you need strong defenders on a team as well. I am not great example of good sportsmanship, I know.

This actually does make my life easier–I don’t have to juggle church, three soccer teams, Girl Scouts, and viola lessons. (When are we getting back to Soo Bak Doh??) Two soccer teams is enough.

And maybe this is good for T1. She tried. She did her best. It is a learning experience not to … oh who am I kidding? She had enough of learning that everyone can’t be a winner on those losing teams that everyone else felt no loyalty towards. She finally got on a winning team and 7 of them then jumped ship for the travel leagues so who knows what this season will be like. There is one girl in particular who I hope didn’t make the team because as T1 said, she’d stop running and would pass and when she did she couldn’t aim the pass.

Okay… not good sportsmanship again…

But yes, T1 needs to learn from this lesson just like she did in orchestra this spring when she stopped practicing and the third chair won her place in 1st. That was a humble lesson to learn–that even though you have an amazing amount of natural talent, if you don’t practice you can lose what you had earned.

Maybe it will help T1 to realize that things have more value if they don’t come easy.

And I can’t shield her from disappointment. That would be even worse than being that soccer parent.

 

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