Sunday afternoons are made for soccer - hours and hours of glorious sunshine. It felt like summer again today. My umbrella and cherry snowcone helped me cool off a little, but I was still sweating on the sidelines watching TG and the Cosmos whoop up on the other team (6-1...TG scored one and almost scored two others.)
I love watching those girls play. They are so tough! I love that they are out there on a Sunday afternoon, working together, pushing themselves like that.
We didn't have soccer when I was in high school - leagues were just starting to form for little kids about the time I graduated - but I wish we did. I wasn't into playing volleyball or basketball, but I think I would have liked soccer. A couple of years ago I practiced with TG's team and did something horrible to a muscle or nerve in my leg that took months to recover from...but I did it right at the beginning of practice - my first kick defending the goal - and just kept playing anyway because I had SO gotten into the game.
Hmmm...maybe it's a good thing we didn't have soccer when I was in high school...
TG has been playing for twelve years now...four years on the Cosmos with Coach David. These weekend sideline sessions will be ending for me in a few months. No more driving for an hour or two, sitting and sweating (or freezing) on the sidelines for a couple of hours, screaming "Go Cosmos!" and biting my fingernails and growling at the refs for one-sided calls.
I'm going to miss it...
The evolution of a soccer player... TG and best bud Tara around age 5 and then TG, in red, fighting for the ball at her game in Lampasas (I love that field...surrounded by old oak trees...LOTS of shade, unlike today's game.)
