The Fans Came out To Support Soccer
It's done. With the exception of still needing to track down two girls to give them their trophies and thank them for playing, the stress is over. We played a bunch of minigames in a fast paced format on Sunday and we were all exhausted afterwards. I was glad that the teams we played were ones that we hadn't played before. It's good to see some new competition. That being said, they were higher caliber teams with more experience from a higher division. It's the kind of thing that as a coach you like to see because they show the flaws that your team needs to work on. And now I've got all summer to dwell on it.
To be fair we were competitive early on while we had our better players in there, and we even won a coupleof matches with opportunities to win a couple more. Our team wore down though as the others had more players and fatigue began to set in.
The girls had a good time though playing in the stadium. They got free t-shirts, pizza, and autographs from some of the FC Dallas players. They also got to be in a parade before the game and see themselves on the jumbotron, which equates to being on TV in their heads. When they weren't having emotional blow ups at each other or wandering off they were having lots of fun. The parents looked worn out too, until the concession stands at the stadium opened and they were delighted to see that they could get smoothies with rum in them, margaritas, and of course beer.
Luckily I didn't lose any of the girls amidst all of the chaos and crowds of people. I had been having nightmares leading up to it that something like in the picture below was going to occur.
17 comments:
That picture of the momma duck is almost sad if it wasn't so damn funny!
you can almost feel that momma ducks angst but then I laughed, is that worng?
Soccer season ended for my daughter yesterday too. Some girl stopped the ball with her forehead and somebody else said, "Nice head." I was the only one in the stands who thought that was funny.
CyberD - Yo momma's a duck! Oh wait, I guess I misread that. never mind.
Eslocura - Yes, it is soooooo wrong. But I'm ok with it.
Churlita - That's great. I would have laughed too. Although I wouldn't have admitted that I understood the joke.
I think there's a look of "I tollld you not to fall behind" on the mama ducks face. My own mother used to drag me along by the wrist through the store huffin' and puffin' when she thought she lost me.
Somehow this reminds me of Disney World.
Susan - I continually would go off on my own expeditions, but I generally paid attention to where I was.
Lit - See above comment. I knew exactly where I was. Disney World.
Congrats on a good season Dagromm, you should be proud!!!
The picture of the ducks is rather morbid...I won't allow myself to laugh!
Tera - Thanks. It'll be nice to see if I have some free time now!!
I appreciate your concern for the ducks. It most likely worked out well for the alligators that live in the sewers though.
Why didn't the person taking the pictures do something before the ducklings fell into the grate?
Fringes - Nature photographers are specially trained not to interfere with the course of natural events.
I hope it's somebody other than a nature photographer passing by my burning house.
thought i commented earlier, must not have.
anyway, i thought this was cute and funny until i saw the bunny picture. i hope they're both faked. those poor ducks. that poor rabbit.
Fringes - Outside your burning house? I hope so too. Outside your window at night taking pictures? It's Q.
Heather - I'm not a woman so I can't fake things.
I bet you're relieved to be finished, congrats! I'm even more excited to hear a street grate didn't swollow any of your children. Obviously you tought your team to watch were they are going!
Nina - I'm relieved right now, but I'll miss it in another week or so when I'm bored.
Children love street grates. They love to look into them and mess with them in the hopes that they'll find a secret passage or a ninja turtle.
ooch, good one. *i do like to give credit where it's due.*
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