Six soccer games in six days - that was our past week. It sounds much worse than it was. I think due to the fact that we normally give only one night a week up for soccer (Friday nights both boys have practice) and the fact that Si & Micah usually have games either back-to-back or close together on Saturdays made the one week increase bearable.

All of them were good games. Yesterday was a doozy as well. Micah's team was playing the only undefeated time this season at the Y. They were good enough that our coach had actually tried to talk the director out of us making up the game because he wanted our kids to end on a good note & not on a probable loss.

I have to say that I'm not normally the typical sports parent. I don't get overly worked up at the games. I could care less if we win or lose (both the boys are not in an ultra-competitive league and it's really not about the wins/loses at this age). Sunday was different - I'd have to say that I really, really wanted our boys to pull off the upset win. I was actually sitting next to some parents from the other team who, in my totally biased opinion, were way to overly-confident in their boys ability to beat every team they played and to go out with an undefeated season (okay, so they probably weren't that bad).

It was a really tight game. The parents sitting next to me were commenting at one point about how "this team is pretty good - it's still a tied game" (2-2 at that point, in the 3rd quarter). The kicker (literally) came when our team made a rolling goal that somehow crept past their defenders and into the goal just in time for the ref to blow the final, "game is over" whistle. It was great!

Of course, talking with Micah in the van on the way home - he didn't know the other team was undefeated and probably cared more about what snacks they got afterwards than the fact that they had dealt them their first loss of the season. Andrea and I, on the other hand, reveled for a moment in the victory :-)