Our local soccer house league started on Monday with a resounding "thud" as thunderstorms and heavy rain washed out the initial practice. My son's Coach, Tracy, called an impromptu practice last night at a soccer field in Tottenham to meet and familiarize herself with her new team. Those of us that could make it found the evening cool (seasonally COLD) and damp.
Alec and Iarrived at 6:45 pm, he was full of energy ready to start his third year. As a seasoned parent, I come prepared, bringing water, lawn chairs, bug spray and an assorted pack of supplies. The parents of one of the boys who were new to the league had arrived just after I did. I noticed they did not bring lawn chairs and offered them chairs. I walked back to my car and brought two lawn chairs for them. They seemed appreciative of this small gesture as the grass was still wet from yesterday rainfall, and I am sure will be prepared for the rest of the season.
Alec was full of energy and had trouble, at times, focusing on the coach and her instructions. This winter, for the first time, we enrolled him in an indoor winter league, and though it is highly unlikely that he will be the next Pele, I noticed that he dribbled and passed with more control and confidence. Helen couldn't make this practice as she had a meeting after work, but Alec's soccer games have become quality family time where our attention is on Alec, and he really appreciates and relishes it. Alec's grandparents make every attempt to watch as many games as possible.
This year, in a league of seven and eight year olds, the field he plays on is much larger (about half a full-size field), he will play on a team with four forwards, two defenceman and a goalie and in a league with a referee and without girls for the first time.
My son is growing up =)
Chris Smith CSSBB
Chay Realty Inc., Brokerage