Battle Hymn of the Rabbit Father

Yesterday I played soccer with my son and another girl on his U7 team, which I coach.  (I invited the entire team to this extra practice; we usually practice a different day, but yesterday was sunny and not cold and I thought it would be fun.  Only one player showed, apart from my son.  Ah well, what are you going to do — I wasn’t able to give people much notice about it.)

Anyway, my son did pretty well.  He missed a wide-open goal a couple times when we were playing a game with him, the girl, and her younger sister against her dad and me.  But he enjoyed the practice and the scrimmage.  No one got hurt, we got the little girl involved, and we all got our hearts pumping — I’ll take it.


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