Thursday, June 16, 2011

GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!

Soccer season is in full swing around here for us. Little Miss is signed up for her first session, and she's been enjoying it.

When my husband came home from her first practice, he proudly talked about how most of the kids had played soccer before, but that she was still the best player. She was so fast that no one could keep up with her. She could steal the ball from the other players, but they couldn't steal it from her - except one boy whose strategy of tripping her to get the ball isn't so legal. She had a great kick and a power shot.

As I prepared for the first game, I was excited to see my little soccer dynamo play. I couldn't wait to see her skills in action. As the game began, I watched her skip around the field, following the ball. She wasn't at the back of the pack. In fact, she wasn't really a part of the pack at all. Her killer instincts? Uhhh, not in existence. Her power shot? I don't think she touched the ball. Fastest player on the field? Not exactly.

Huh. Apparently she doesn't translate well from practice to game. Yet. I still have hope. As the season wore on, it was more of the same. She played a little better, but she still was nowhere near even average on the field. So long as she's having fun though, that's all I care about.


Midway through the season, she finally got a shot (pun intended). She stole the ball from the other team and began racing with it up the field. There was no one in front of her, and she wasn't stopping. I'm sure she couldn't hear her teammates behind her. She shot... she scored!

She was so proud of her very first goal. Or at least, she was until her first teammate reached her, grabbed her by the shoulders and gently shook her while explaining, Little Miss. That was our goal. You just scored a point for the other team!

Oops.

Then we got to a double header on the Saturday - the only Saturday so far - where it was August hot and humid. Mid-90s in both temperature and humidity. Her first game was at noon with the second game at 1:30. The first game went much as most have gone so far this season. By midway through the second game, no one was much interested in playing soccer anymore because it was simply too hot. The kids were wiped out. They laid in the grass to recover. Well, except Little Miss who was still bopping around the soccer field. She scored three goals that game.

Apparently if you can't outplay them, just outlast them!


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7 comments:

Pat June 16, 2011 at 3:19 PM  

LOL--scoring for the other team :D I've seen that happen before. Little Miss sounds like quite a runner, and wow, not bothered by the heat!

My eldest son's first soccer team (he was in 1st grade) never scored one goal all season. He was on the same team in second grade and at the next-to-last game they scored their one and only goal that season. Their team's name was the Bombers...how fitting.

Lisa Noel June 16, 2011 at 3:28 PM  

Ah the joys of youth sports. Just never know how things will play out. Even after years of playing baseball my oldest seems to be having some game time anxiety when it comes to batting. Not a single hit yet.
But we have found that they definitely have to find their thing to thrive. My middle son gave up on baseball and tried soccer this year and he was a totally different kid. Not the best on the team but competitive and into the game.
But you're right, as long as they are having fun, they are moving. As long as they aren't in a league where others will make them feel bad about their efforts it's all good.

Nicki Babysits June 16, 2011 at 6:10 PM  

I think that happens to every little soccer player at least once! But at least she's having fun and getting exercise!

Steph June 17, 2011 at 9:21 AM  

We just wrapped up our soccer season, we didn't win a game all season till the very last one. At least we went out on a high note!

Tara R. June 17, 2011 at 6:21 PM  

Oops... even the big girls score own-goals sometimes... it happens. I hope this season is a huge success.

Michelle June 18, 2011 at 9:52 PM  

Pat - The team scored goals. I was actually really impressed with the skills of a couple of the kids on the team. There were a few who really got it!

Lisa - Fortunately, she has no anxiety. She's got self-confidence enough for the whole team ;) That is a hard thing to deal with. That's also why we don't have Mister Man in team sports this spring and are letting him focus on TKD instead - where he just promoted to his red belt today!

Nicki - Oh I'm sure it was. It cracked me up the way her teammates reacted though. And yes, she's loving it, and that's all I care about.

Steph - True. If you only win one, that's the one to win. And interesting that you keep score - ours don't officially. It cracks me up that the kids can tell the exact score anyway!

Tara - It is. She's having fun, and she's learning about it and getting better. In my mind, that's all it takes to be a success.

septembermom June 25, 2011 at 5:03 PM  

My boys have done that a couple of times. It happens to every player. I'm happy that she's having fun and she looks great!! Go Little Miss Go!

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