I have to be honest with you here. Declan has never been what you might call c-o-o-r-d-i-n-a-t-e-d. He’s getting better with age, all clearly from his dad’s genes and not mine, but in general, he is more of a reading, writing and drawing kind of kid.
So, when friends on the PTA asked him to join their soccer team, we wondered, “Just how bad are they that they want OUR kid?” Turns out they aren’t bad per se – just all the other teams are like mini machines of sporting magnitude with David Beckham for coaches (seriously, half of them were British). While us? Ermm.
Well, I can’t complain. Because we had coaches that taught them skills, let them be boys and have a great time on the field. Our coaches noticed their strengths and worked on their weaknesses (Declan’s main weakness being actually running after the ball) – but mostly just encouraging FUN. So much fun that Bryan signed on as an Assistant Coach.
Win, lose or draw, it *was* a fun season. Watch out, Spring.