Soccer-filled weekend

Rise and shine motherf***er. That's what my inner voice said early Saturday morning. Andrew's soccer team competed in their final tournament of the season with the first game at 8 a.m.... played at a field 45 minutes away... and he was expected to be there early to warm-up... which meant we had to wake up way too early on the weekend.


After playing all of their games on Saturday, they ended up at the top of their division so they advanced to the quarterfinals the following day. The first game was scheduled for 8 a.m., which meant we had to do it all over again. But when we arrived, the fields were closed due to the heavy rain in the middle of the night. The game was delayed and rescheduled to be played at another park. Dammit. We woke up crazy early and drove all this way for nothing.

They eventually played in their quarterfinal game... three hours later... on a swampy field... and lost 0-1. Andrew's team had the ball on the opponent's side of the field for the majority of the game but they just couldn't get the ball to the back of the net. They definitely had more shots on goal than the opposing team. The opponent's only goal was due to sloppy play... a blown assignment.  What made it worst was that their opponent was the other Shadow Creek team. A team they've scrimmaged with plenty of times and have beaten. We could have won. We should have won.

Andrew was thoroughly beaten up every game. On the final game, he was taken out by a slide tackle from behind. He cried and limped off the field. The opposing player got a yellow card but the damage was done. Andrew's season ended with him on the sidelines. Most of his teammates hustle but there are a few who are so incredibly frustrating to watch. I question how they even made it on the team. And if those same kids somehow make it back for next season, we seriously have to consider leaving.

Okay, I'm done ranting. Here are some happy pictures from this soccer-filled weekend.

Andrew, team captain.

Taking a break, hanging out between games.

Pep talk with the coach.

Sitting in the wagon eating seaweed while watching the games.

Two giant pizzas to feed all of the kids... but it still wasn't enough.

Elliot thoroughly enjoying some carbonara.

Impromptu Sunday brunch at Dish Society since our game was delayed.

My big girl.