My girl begged to play soccer this year. I hesitated knowing that her wanting to do it in the past is a better thought than reality, but she deserved another chance. I signed her up to play, as well as for a camp to help her with her skills. She’s SEVEN, so that means uncompetitive team, which is PERFECT for her. She loves to dribble and kick the ball, when no one else is around, her love of the sport is evident at home, even if she doesn’t love the game.
She goes to practice and plays most games. She bounces on the field, and tries. However, she is a TERRIBLE player, and I say that out of nothing but honest love. #Likeagirl will not be a caption under her picture, this year.
She doesn’t make a goal, gets confused about which side is which. She spends most games tripping over her own feet, and trying to figure out where the ball actually is. After every game she asks, “What does offense and defense mean again? I forgot.” She is most likely to never touch the ball, and if she does, it’s to help the other team score a goal. As a non-competitive parent, it is PAINFUL to watch her out there. I also say that out of love.
While she has never scored a goal, I have also never seen her make fun of the players, yell, stomp her foot, or cry when they lose. She has never screamed, “OH, COME ON,” in her loudest, brattiest voice. She doesn’t blame others when the game doesn’t go just right. She tries her hardest, even if it doesn’t look like it. She also understands when others make mistakes out on the field. At the end of the game, she said she had fun with a smile on her face.
She might not have SOCCER STAR written all over her or ever actually help her team. She has lessons to learn about watching her team from the sidelines, but she is kind to others. Being kind to others, will get her further in life than winning seven year-old soccer.