Friday, September 16, 2011

Curse of the camera forgetter, part 34

I keep on forgetting the cameras, and while my cell phone can take pictures, I have to buy some sort of cable to get it onto the computer.

This means that I have no photographic evidence of Little Elvis' first two soccer practices.

Here he is cheesing it up in his Buzz Lightyear costume. He'll go for a period of about a month without wearing it, and then want to wear it for a week straight.

Back to soccer.

He's in the under 5 division. There are 6 players on his team, and they play 3 at a time.

The coach warned me before the first practice to not take it seriously. I didn't need to be warned. But, I wish he had said, "Bring your camcorder, or at least your camera."

My dad coached high school soccer for most of my life. He's won 4 state championships. Bob couldn't make it to these practices, but my dad has been able to go. We've enjoyed laughing, because it's very funny.

The first practice was fun, but not super memorable. One of the players is in Little Elvis' class at school. He was thrilled and ran around and around.

Last night's practice was also a scrimmage. I was crying at one point, because I was laughing so hard!

Little Elvis can hustle. He runs all over that field. He doesn't really follow the ball, and usually runs in the opposite direction. During one play, the ball went one way, most of the other players followed, and Little Elvis ran straight for the net on the opposite side and tied himself up in it.

There's one player on the team who knows what he's doing. He's got a good kick and seems to have an understanding of the game. During one important play, Little Elvis grabbed that little boy and they both went to the wrong end of the field to watch an airplane. That left one lonely player on our team versus three on the other team. They scored.

The first game is next week. Bob will be able to go, and hopefully one of us will remember the camera or camcorder.

And the coach? He's great. He's very patient with his little team of not-so-attentive ballplayers. I would think many would get frustrated at their antics, but he just laughs it off.


Blogger Mighty Morphin' Mama said...

Aw! Little guys playing soccer are so adorable..
So excited to hear that you are adding to your lovely family. God bless your new sweetie.

12:02 AM  
Blogger mpotter said...

that sounds hilarious!
i'm SO glad to hear that it's like that instead of already drilling and yelling and having soccer moms/dads declaring that THEIR kid play in the whole came, how dare you, etc!

make it fun while you can.

oh, and i laughed out loud just reading your words.

11:32 AM  

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