The first game, he kept running off the field in tears. The second game, he didn't cry, but he held back from the game even though he was IN the game. The third game, he got to kick the ball a few times, but didn't really go after the ball. When he did kick the ball, he was so excited, he turned to us cheering on the sidelines with this HUGE smile on his face and gave us a thumbs up. Mind you, this was while he was still running and he ran into a fellow teammate! Got that one on video.
Writing this down, it's kind of funny to see the natural progression of his playing. It seems like he's the only one on his team that's never played before. The girls especially are quite aggressive and are typically the ones scoring the goals for his team.
Life on the sidelines is a trip and a half. The games are usually at 10 or 11 am. so that means we're either in the middle of Nathan's naptime or approaching lunch for everyone. Inevitably, someone wants to get out of the stroller, someone's crying, someone's hungry, someone's moody, someone's thirsty.....you get the point. Keeping everyone happy while still trying to cheer Evan on is a tough job that I don't particularly like, but I guess it's worth it to see Evan having fun.
I almost wanted to leave Ryan in the stroller basket predicament that he got himself into just to keep him contained, but I figured the other parents/spectators might think I was horrible.
Here's to Saturday morning soccer games! (How many more weeks are there????)