Tuesday, October 17, 2006

Let the Games Begin

Jacob started soccer this weekend. He has missed two practices and a game due to what we will now call the bypass saga, but he really did do pretty well for a kid who has no idea how to play soccer. It would have been a nice afternoon, too, if he hadn't found the one kid you never want your kid to be around. Now, my kid can be weird. He babbles incessantly, copies television commercials, and makes all sorts of strange noises, but this kid made Jacob look like a choir boy. Jacob learned more stupid phrases and noises and complete idiocy in one short hour than he has all year long in school. Of course, I am always the only one who finds chasing the coach around and smacking him on the ass while yelling "you talking to me?" a bit inappropriate and all the other parents, namely the one belonging to said weird child, found it all endearing and sweet, but crap, I am there for my kid to play soccer not act like a complete buffoon. If he wants to act like a buffoon, he can do that for free in the privacy of our own home and away from unfamiliar adults. Can we just meet some normal children with normal parents?




You know, it's really hard to get a good picture of a kid playing sports. All that moving around I guess. See...he can actually kick the ball. Toward something. While running. Very impressive.






He got to be goalie for a while and it was the perfect position for him. He could use his hands, stand around and rest, and look awesome in his uniform.



Aside from the weird kid, so far so good. They hand out blue powerade at the end, don't ya know, and the uniforms are so cool . I think he might be a little disappointed when he realizes he is going to have to actually play everytime. So that is that...I am officially a soccer mom. Do I get a medal or something?

5 comments:

Tracey said...

The weird kid at least detracts a bit of attention from whatever idiosyncracies your own son may have, right? Justin spent the first half of his first soccer game on the sidelines crying VERY LOUDLY about how he didn't want to tuck his shirt in like the rules said to. Hmmm.. very embarrassing. I'm sure the other parents were THRILLED that he wasn't theirs and I was adamant that he not get to play until he followed the rules. High maintenance child...

Anonymous said...

Your son looks adorable in his soccer uniform. My kids have never been interested in soccer so I escaped the whole "soccr mom" thing but, if they had been on a team, I totally would have held out for a medal, too.

Lori said...

Oh my GOSH!! He does look so cool! I wanna be a soccer Mom too!!! :) I guess my guys are a little young yet though huh?

Don't fret too much about him being "weird" (using your terminology) it's what makes him HIM, and he'll be a mystery to all of the women when he grows up. That can be a good thing for us Mommas that might not want to let go...LOL! ;)

Michelle said...

Looks like he was enjoying himself...and mighty cute in that uniform too!

Anonymous said...

Does it mean I'll be a bad mom if I thought "you talkin' to me?" was hilarious?

Just checking.