Every kid needs a break-out game, a moment when he shines like a professional player who hits the grand slam in the bottom of the ninth to overcome a three-run deficit or scores the winning goal in overtime. E had his today. The first half was relatively calm. No score, no real threats. The big scorer from a couple of weeks ago couldn’t work his magic, and although E’s team kept the ball in the opponent’s half of the field most of the time, they’d been unable to convert anything to a goal.
In the beginning of the third quarter (little kids’ soccer is divided into quarters, not halves), E broke out of the pack of kids that always hovers around the ball, drove down half the field, and scored. All the parents were cheering for him as he broke through, and I sat thinking, “Please, let him make this. It could change everything.” It wasn’t that I was thinking about winning the game. I just knew that such a spectacular play could really boost his confidence. Shortly after that, he did it again. High fives from everyone. A big smile from the Boy.
During the fourth quarter, the Boy initially sat. He was not at all upset about it: he was panting, sweaty, and positively glowing. A few minutes into the quarter, though, one of the boys on E’s team wandered off the field and decided he didn’t want to play anymore.
“E!” the coach called out. We found him practicing in the area by the field and sent him back in. “Come on, superstar,” said our tough-love coach.
The fourth quarter saw a turnaround. Twice a player from the other team broke through; twice the Boy chased the opponent down and got in front of him/her to try to stop the goal; twice the opponent scored on the Boy. He’d been trying each time to get far enough ahead of the attacker to turn and defend like a goalie (we don’t play with goalies at this level), and there was just not enough time for him to make the transition.
So instead of winning 2-0 it was a 2-2 tie. Perhaps that’s better. The Boy was still the star and everyone went home happy.
No pictures, though, because I left the camera at home. “Ah, we have tons of pictures from this year,” I mumbled as we walked out.
The rest of the day we spent at home. Tilling, raking, spreading manure, peat moss, and compost, tilling again. It was an exhausting but rewarding day.