After a week of soccer camp Ella is officially retired she says :)
The girls have played soccer on and off for the past few years. Little short camps or indoor leagues, nothing to competitive. Now Meg and Mita are in a Junior High League with two games a week and at least three practices a week on top of the games. High commitment level. That is something I have avoided for the most part to keep our family schedule manageable and us eating most nights together as a family. I knew that once the girls got older that this plan would not work anymore and the time has come. I am happy that they are on the same team though, and the practice field is a few minutes away by foot so they can walk when it’s good weather.
So far I am impressed with the coach. She is young, but seems firm and has laid out her expectations early on. She will not tolerate absentees or tardiness and the kids have to do suicides if they break any rules or are late/absent. Suicides are a warm-up exercise that is not a lot of fun. Hubby remembers these from his days playing in high school. I skipped the whole extracurricular thing during my school career so I don’t know a lot of these little details. Not a lot of skin is permitted to be hanging out of the girls’ shirts and if they are having bad menstrual cramps they can take a blue day and have a light practice, but still practice. She has it all covered it seems. It is interesting to see the bar being raised with expectations and responsibilities. I’m hoping her rules make my job easier, so I am a less of a nag.
Now that we are a sporting family officially, I felt I should learn more about the game of soccer. I knew the basics, but must learn the nuances so I have a clue of what is going on. So off to Wikipedia I went to learn the history and rules & regs of soccer. Not to bad at all I must say, I knew more than I thought I had and am convinced that soccer is a great sport for my girls to plays…especially since I hate softball/baseball with a passion. Sorry, not flaming please I just don’t care for the slowness and the parental yelling that softball brings.
Do/Did your kids play soccer?Any tips for a newbee soccer mom?
