Friday, April 9, 2010

Soccer Mom

Yep, that's me!

Haaaaaa! I never ever saw that coming. Seriously. Soccer was never my thing. I only really played it in gym class and at camp, where I earned the nickname 'the pylon'. I even have a pylon tattoo, no joke.



BUT, Judith wants to play soccer, and since she doesn't have dance over the summer, I thought it was a good idea. So I looked it up online (back in March), and noticed that the games are 1 block from my house, and the registration deadline was that day. So it was meant to be.

She is just playing in a house league with 4 & 5 year-olds. Hopefully it will be fun, and not too scary for me.

Did I mention that I am the team's assistant coach? Yes, I am crazy, thanks for pointing that out. Hopefully my fondness for kids will overshadow my fear of the ball. It worked when I was a camp counsellor for 5 summers... I didn't want to coach, especially since it's my first year, but it was one of those situations where someone had to step up or the team couldn't play. I'm a sucker for that kind of thing...

I really, really hope no parents are competitive. I won't stand a chance.

Anyway, so as usual I am embarking on a new adventure. Go Titans!

4 comments:

the Martin family said...

Awesome! I think we all know by now that once we become moms, all sorts of crazy things come into our lives that we never expected. Go soccer! Judith will rock it! :)

Justice Pirate said...

I never knew it was called a pylon. that's the first time I heard of the word!

Kelly said...

@ Victoria - I think it might be a Canadian word, they had never heard of it in Australia either.

Justice Pirate said...

ah okay. I always called it a cone.