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PARENTAL BRAGGING AHEAD
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Quincy had his first soccer game this morning. His team is called the Grey Sharks because their shirts are grey and because some sharks are grey. I think that was the logic amongst the PK-K kids. What struck me as funny to begin with was right at the start of the game. Both coaches get their players where they want them to play and it looks great. But then the ref blew his whistle and it was like moths to a flame.
The kids kept up this high intensity swarm soccer for maybe 10 minutes, but then you could see that some of them were getting tired. Quincy drew first blood in this game with a nice goal for his team. There’s no official scorekeeper, but all the parents knew what it was as the game went along.
The kids rotated as the keeper and Quincy made one save and allowed no goals. In the second half, Quincy employed the, what I’ll call, electron strategy. There’d be a group of kids, the nucleus, clustered around the ball, generally missing and falling over, and Quincy would just be circling around, waiting for the ball to pop out. It worked pretty well. He was able to get back on defense and he had a nice assist on the last goal of the game.
The final score was 5-0. Quincy had one goal and our ringer, Max, had the other 4. I have no idea if the Orange team is better or worse than the other teams, but we’ll find out as the games keep coming. Quincy had a lot of fun running around and finally playing organized soccer. I took him to Dysarts for M&M pancakes afterwards (Dara was at our yard sale).
So to recap: Quincy had 1 goal, 1 assist, and 1 save as keeper. Yup, I’m one of those parents. Deal with it.
Well, the time had finally arrived. It was time for Quincy to leave the comfort of the nest. He was more than ready to head out on his own. Dara and I had given him the best foundation we could while he was at home these past 5 years.