Today, I became an official soccer mom. J-Bo and his team, the Tornadoes, had their very first soccer game. None of the boys have played before, so this truly was their first game. (You can just imagine how funny that was!!)
Of course, we arrived forty-five minutes early, because I kept having nightmares all last week that we got lost and totally missed the game. Luckily, there was an empty field and the kids got in some practice time.
Dad got in on the fun too. Our jerseys weren’t ready yet, so all the boys just wore grey shirts for the first match.
I warned J-Bo to not use all his mad skillz before the game even started, but he had a hard time holding back!
Then…FINALLY… it’s game time!!! As I said, none of the boys have played before, so the first five minutes were spent with the parents yelling, trying to get the kids to understand that the whistle means stop! The opposing team was a well-oiled machine that has played together in seasons past, but thankfully, they were patient with us.
It was sheer chaos for a bit (especially since the other team had boys named Jaxen and B.J., just as ours did!) But the Tornadoes hung in there and gave it their all! Here is Coach Rhonda at half-time, frantically trying to teach the boys that they now needed to kick towards the opposite goal- which actually went much better than I had anticipated:)
Although our team lost, Jaxen did score two goals! WOOT WOOT!! And here is he lining up for his final goal, which happened to be the last play of the game. Way to finish it up, J-Bo!!!
All in all, today’s experience was amazing. The weather was sunny and beautiful (I’m sure my opinion will change when it’s rainy and/or cold:)). The camraderie of not only the boys, but the parents, is really fun to be a part of. But most importantly, I felt an indescribable pride in my boy today. I remember when I was saying, “Oh, he’ll never start walking”, or, “He’ll never get out of this darn diapers!!”. And wow…look at him now!