I signed both girls up for Yakima Youth Soccer. Bought them new cleats, shin guards, soccer socks, the works. And then I sat back waiting for the games to start when I could sit back and watch them play.
And then I got a call that both of their teams (separate age groups) were going to be combined to make one large enough team and that still, the only way for them to play, was for me to coach.
What?! Yeah, that's what I said too. But, some how I got weaseled into it. Not only did I know very little about the rules of soccer, but the last thing I wanted to do was "coach/mother" both of my girls on the field.
I took one for the team and successfully coached the "Butterflies."
(and by successfully, I strictly mean that I completed my obligation. It has nothing to do with the way the team played soccer.) :)
Just kidding. My little butterflies made a HUGE improvement from the first to the last game. The first one was painful. No one knows the actual score, but it was in the 20's for other team to 1 for us. Not to mention there are only 2 - 16 minute halves each. Yeah, it was brutal.
The last game, well, we still got our butts kicked then too, BUT we were way more defensive (and offensive for that matter) and we had our heads in the game.
And I know what some of you are thinking...but I am here to set it straight, I DO NOT drive a mini-van. :)
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