I like these rain metaphors.
My niece got to play a good chunk of time in her game yesterday. They won Sonoraville 3 - Woodland 0. Vanny is one of 2 sixth graders on the middle school team. I'm so proud of her.
We won, We won, We won. Rome 6 - Gordon Central 2. It is always nice when your team starts off good, but it awesome when they just keep getting better. Depth, oh yeah, that's a nice thing too. Maturity, now come on, this is JV you can only hope for so much before your just flat dreaming.
We were late and didn't get to warm up. We hit two half laps and then hit the field. Then we started hitting them and didn't stop. One of the refs felt that it was his job to call the entire field. (when there are two refs it is general custom for one to make the calls on one end and the other to make the calls on the other end)
Well, this see all, know all called tripping in the box on one of my boys. The problem was the infraction occured out side the box and the Tony award winning diver landed inside the box over a yard away. So GC got a pk (penalty kick) which our goalie SAVED. That rocked. I'll only give the details on the highlight calls. This genious ref later gives one of my players a yellow card because the kid he fouled had been fouled too many times. WHAT! Oh and he gave another player a yellow card for turning around and running into the guy behind him. Clutz not Yellow.
Oh and when we did get the call it invariably happened when we had the advantage. (we had the ball, it was under control, and we were going to the goal without immediate challenge). He did that five times.
Well, needless to say we are happy with the out come.
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