Tuesday, September 29, 2009


I had forgotten how fun it is to watch four 5 & 6 year olds buzz around after the soccer ball like a swarm of bees.

All the practices, all the passing, all the "Spread Out!", is for nothing. It's just a huge swarm, and may the strongest kick win - whether it gets the ball or your shin.

Colton's first game was tonight, and he had a blast!

I think, if the average kid tonight ran 2 miles, Colton must have run 5 or 6. He was all over the field, constantly taking the long road, and many times not paying a lot of attention to what was going on and having to run to catch up.

He scored two goals. One was an unassisted breakaway. What a stud!

The other he calls an ally-oop. His buddy Katelyn shot the ball toward the goal, it ricocheted off of Colton's shin guard, and went in. They were both so excited!!

What a night. Pure, unencumbered joy. I need to remember how to capture some of that for myself.


Neighbor Jane Payne said...

"May the strongest kick win"! That is so true of life sometimes--a big swarm and one strong kick.

Go Colton go . . . no, run Colton run.

Susan said...

Oh the good ole days of just kicking the ball and no finesse. I miss those days. Sometimes.