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Friday, October 23, 2015

[warning: explicit parent gushing and strong language]

Picture: soccer playoff game. Both sides have been playing their hearts out. One team is down 0-1 with 40 seconds to play. One side of the stands is already celebrating; the other side is subdued and preparing to console their girls on the end of their season.

Then: a player takes the ball from near her own goal, dribbles through the middle of the field at top speed, and then launches the perfect pass, threading the ball through four defenders so that it perfectly intersects with a teammate running up the side of the field. Said teammate beats the goalie and tips the ball into the net. With 20 seconds to go in regulation time, the stands erupt. One set of girls on the pitch jump in delirious joy and surprise.

Eventually that last-minute-tying team loses the game in sudden death overtime. But that girl who created the tying goal by making that exquisite run and perfect pass? Was our kid. And she was in tears at the end of the game - she's been playing soccer for about a decade and this may be the first time I've seen her cry over a game. I sat in the back seat with her during the ride home to comfort her. And I praised and gushed until she laughed at my ridiculousness.

We like to think that we have raised our kids to be modest. At least that was our aim and that's what we tried to do. But yesterday, the kid played like a superstar; all those years of training and games showed in her moves. And that last play was a thing of beauty. What a memory. It's the morning after, and my buttons are still fit to pop (thanks for the image, Carolyn!).
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  • SOOZIEQUE55
    I'm glad you were able to witness such an outstanding moment. Keep reminding her how special that play was and how proud you are. Thanks for sharing such a great event. emoticon
    2005 days ago
  • no profile photo CD1338628
    That. Was. Awesome. Absolutely EPIC!! She should be so proud!! Just as proud as you are of her!! That's the kind of play that gets talked about for a lifetime!! So cool!!
    2006 days ago
  • BUTTONPOPPER1
    This blog increased my heart rate and brought tears to my eyes! What a beautiful story! Actually, it's a more moving story than it would be if your daughter's team had won, because that scene of you in the back seat hurting for your daughter's loss and doing all you could to comfort her until she laughed at your ridiculousness-well, as they say, a picture is worth a thousand words, but in this case we need only one--LOVE! What a moving image.

    Not only do you have the memory of that skillful play that was a thing of beauty on the field (I would love to have seen that--I know that surge of pride at a job well done on the field, though nothing quite as dramatic as a saving goal with only twenty seconds left!), but you also have the memory of the ride home in the backseat, when your daughter was able to overcome her grief and disappointment because your love for her is so strong and ridiculous! I hope you celebrated!

    P.S. Thanks for the shout out, Bemused! I'm popping buttons for different reasons, of course, but I really do share your joy and pride in your daughter, so will figuratively pop a few buttons in her honor!
    2006 days ago
  • EVIE4NOW
    Losing graciously is a hard lesson to learn. She has every reason to be proud of her skills and talent. The out come wasn't great but at least her play gave them a chance for OT.
    2006 days ago
  • JOHNMARTINMILES
    A justifiably proud parent!

    Make today the greatest day of your life

    Until tomorrow!

    2006 days ago
  • JIACOLO
    It always is good to remind ourselves that no matter what the outcome, playing hard and being determined is equally awesome an accomplishment.
    2006 days ago
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