Kid B started his first soccer games this week. During practice he looked like his namesake, David Beckham. (yeah, we like to put an inordinate amount of pressure on our kids. Kid C is named after Bill Gates.)
Here he is during practice:
Notice he is exemplifying three key strategies to win soccer games:
1. He is running toward the ball.
2. He is pointed in the right direction (i.e. he knows which net is his target)
3. He is aware he's on a soccer field, and appropriately he is running.
Now, check him out during the actual game.
This is not a summersault. He stayed like this, frozen, for minutes.
We can also learn lessons from this behavior:
1. The other team shouldn't have to question what you're doing.
2. If you're going for the art of distraction, the middle of the field is probably not the best choice, especially with a herd of stampeding 4-year-olds headed your way.
3. If you're going to assume this position, make sure your drawstring is tied tight.
This was the high point of the game, since it was the only time he stayed on the field voluntarily. Maybe it's not too late to change his name to Bob. Nobody expects too much out of a "Bob." Because there are so many of them.
I think Kid B is just developing a new way to play soccer. When he's finally done with it and has it completely tweaked to his liking, it's going to be better than soccer is now! Just you wait!ReplyDelete
Boo spent much of her first season of soccer wandering around the field gathering sticks. Sigh.ReplyDelete
I am of the opinion that organized sports for children who do not have a gap of at least 2 inches between the hem of their shorts and top of their shin guards should be regarded as a time of comic relief for parents rather than an actual organized sporting event for children.ReplyDelete
If you assume that the kids are just there for your amusement (and for the snacks and ice cream after the game...it's all about the snacks and ice cream), the whole endeavor will probably seem more like a success to everyone.
Now, I don't have kids, so I'm, quite possibly, completely missing the point. But at least you end up smiling...and getting ice cream after the game (cause, after all, even for the adult type people, it's still at least partly about the ice cream. :) )
I think Kid B is figuring out his guerilla soccer style. He lays in wait, while everyone thinks he's out and then as the ball comes close, he jumps up, takes the ball and SCORES!!! It is the pure genius that is woefully misunderstood.ReplyDelete
By the way, the pictures are great and your son is adorable!
That's hilarious! Especially the lessons you learned from it. Like tying the drawstring. He actually looks like he's doing yoga, so maybe he just got the sports confused.ReplyDelete
My internet connection is spotty. This is my second attempt to answer comments. Argh.ReplyDelete
Jenni- I think you have more faith in Kid B's endgame than I do, but I like to think there's a master plan in there somewhere.
Britt- my first kid never made it to the playing field. He would run around the boundary lines, pretending he was a choo choo.
Rue- Ice cream makes everything better. Mmmmmmm... Yum. What were we talking about?
Una- he did that once. Only he picked up the ball with his hands and ran to the goal, throwing elbows along the way. I was so proud.
Jenilyn- my kid has big belly, small hips syndrome. Bum peeks are a state of being in our home.
well i don't know about kid B--but i am thinking of trying that move in church next sunday...you know... after two hours with all those kids. maybe that would shock them into stillness for a moment or two! whatdoya think?ReplyDelete
Dorien- If I tried that move, it would definitely shock the kids. And then the paramedics would get involved, because I wouldn't be able to get up.ReplyDelete
That was only a half moon for Becks. I am totally used to a full moon from that kid.ReplyDelete
Amy- He definitely has the full moon thing down. To his ankles.ReplyDelete
Gotta love Pee-Wee Soccer :) On another note - went and saw Dr. Casull today - she's a keeper. Thanks for the recommendation.ReplyDelete
Cam- I'm glad you liked her. She's so low-key and on-time and listens to everything you say. Hope it went well for you!ReplyDelete
I love Becks! He is just full of smiles! I'm glad he was even participating in the soccer game. I had Asher go with some anonymous person to the game just so he wouldn't be glued to my hip. He ran around the field chasing some cute girl trying to pull her pigtails. I don't think he had any idea he was even in a soccer game. Poor kid.ReplyDelete
Thanks for the laugh. Love you blog! You always make me smile.ReplyDelete
Slapping forehead. Love YOUR blog. I can write. Really.ReplyDelete
Erin- At least he was having fun, and giving us high fives every couple of minutes, as if he was the star player.ReplyDelete
Leisha- I took it as... Love you, little blog. It works!