Saturday Brooke had her very first Soccer game. She was excited and nervous all at the same time. As we were walking in she asked with a lump in her throat and misty eyes, "Mom, are we playing against those big girls?" Poor thing, she saw the older girls playing and she thought they were going to play against them.
Coach Sophia and Coach Chris giving the girls a quick review before the game.
One last practice kick.
And they're off!
Look at that smile. She was so happy.
The final score ended up being 6-7 in favor of the other team but we didn't care. None of us parent's knew the real score until the very end when the ref told us. Partly because we were just having so much fun watching the girls out there and partly because they scored 4 goals on THEMSELVES. We didn't care, we just cheered anyway.
Brian said after the game, "You know, if our goals on ourselves would have counted we could have won 10-7. So if you really think about it, they kicked butt." Haha
Oh and as a little side note, who knew I was such a Soccer Mom? We don't live far from the fields where they play and we can hear the parents cheering from our yard. I used to think geeze people, it's just a game. I guess it's contagious though because something happened to me when I stepped on that field in my homemade "Soccer Mom" shirt. Something took over. I was surprised I still had a voice left on Sunday... Just sayin'.
2 comments:
Funny!!! 4 goals on themselves! Brooke looks so happy and that's what counts! You need a mini van now and you will be a legit soccer mom :)
Haha Kim! You mean a "Swagger Wagon?"
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