Fair warning to all who tread here: Lots and lots of bragging about my kid about to commence!
Jamie's team won its soccer game today! Woo hooo! Jamie played goalie the whole game, and only let one slip by him. He rocked! Also, we had some major hustling going on with the strikers. It was kind of funny, though, because the game was at 8 a.m., and it was soooo obvious at the beginning of the game that many of the players from both teams just were not awake yet. However, they finally woke up and it was an exciting game. This is the first year we've had a team that won more than one game in a season. Yes, I know winning isn't that important. However, the kids get discouraged when they lose or tie every single game over and over again all year. So, I'm really happy for them. They have another game tomorrow afternoon, so hopefully they'll do well again. I just hope they don't get too cocky.
Another exciting piece of news. Last week's game, Jamie blocked, to quote his coach "a gazillion goals". So, at last night's practice she announced that Jamie had won player of the game for last week's game. He got a cool medal and everything. He's really stoked about it!
Okay, enough about winning games and blocking goals. You want to know my proudest moment today? Just before the ref blew the whistle for the half, one boy from the other team had tripped and fallen as he tried to make the goal against Jamie. Jamie blocked the goal, then the ref blew the whistle. Everybody started to leave the field, except the one boy that missed from the other team stayed laying on the grass. He may have been crying, I couldn't tell. Jamie stopped, turned around and noticed that the boy was still laying in the grass. When all the other players from both teams just walked around (and in some cases just stepped over) the other player, Jamie went back to him, knelt down, helped the other player up then shook his hand. It was only after Jamie made sure the other player was okay that Jamie joined his team to get his half-time snack. That was one of the proudest moments I've had of my boy.
Jamie's team won its soccer game today! Woo hooo! Jamie played goalie the whole game, and only let one slip by him. He rocked! Also, we had some major hustling going on with the strikers. It was kind of funny, though, because the game was at 8 a.m., and it was soooo obvious at the beginning of the game that many of the players from both teams just were not awake yet. However, they finally woke up and it was an exciting game. This is the first year we've had a team that won more than one game in a season. Yes, I know winning isn't that important. However, the kids get discouraged when they lose or tie every single game over and over again all year. So, I'm really happy for them. They have another game tomorrow afternoon, so hopefully they'll do well again. I just hope they don't get too cocky.
Another exciting piece of news. Last week's game, Jamie blocked, to quote his coach "a gazillion goals". So, at last night's practice she announced that Jamie had won player of the game for last week's game. He got a cool medal and everything. He's really stoked about it!
Okay, enough about winning games and blocking goals. You want to know my proudest moment today? Just before the ref blew the whistle for the half, one boy from the other team had tripped and fallen as he tried to make the goal against Jamie. Jamie blocked the goal, then the ref blew the whistle. Everybody started to leave the field, except the one boy that missed from the other team stayed laying on the grass. He may have been crying, I couldn't tell. Jamie stopped, turned around and noticed that the boy was still laying in the grass. When all the other players from both teams just walked around (and in some cases just stepped over) the other player, Jamie went back to him, knelt down, helped the other player up then shook his hand. It was only after Jamie made sure the other player was okay that Jamie joined his team to get his half-time snack. That was one of the proudest moments I've had of my boy.
