I sat in the tiny bit of shade left as I watched the boys run up and down the soccer field. The day was heating up quickly. With the temperature up well into the 80s, today would be a day of much sweating.
YaYa was running up and down the field like crazy. He wiped the sweat from his eyes. I watched proudly, though in ignorance for soccer is not a sport that I know much about. I try to keep my cheers are simple, so as not to let on my lack of knowledge OR to misdirect my son.
The game was a good one. YaYa’s team scored the first goal, the other team tied it up, and finally YaYa’s team got the win. It looks like the weather isn’t the only thing that is heating up. It looks like the soccer season is heating up too.
Take a good book to those soccer games, you won’t miss much!
Yeah, YaYa!!
I’ve brought a book to the game a couple of times but just couldn’t bring myself to take it out. The reason: I already feel “different” in the sense that I don’t “know” soccer at all. I don’t want to set myself any more apart from the rest by pulling out my book. Besides, I think that it would send the wrong message. I AM there to watch the game and support my growing boy. I wouldn’t want to miss an important assist or goal. :D