Elliott has been playing soccer now for so many years, I've lost track. Like the other boys, he's been playing since he was 4 years old and he just loves soccer. Lucky for him, he's a really good soccer player.
Elliott's season runs fall and spring. This past spring, the leagues across Utah changed their rules and decided that teams would be made up of kids in the same birth year, not the same school year. Unfortunately, this meant that the team he had been on for the last year which was made up of kids from his school class would be dissolved. And, all the kids would have to find a new team to play on. Oh man, it was a stressful couple of weeks. Ross and Elliott knew that he wanted/needed to play at a more competitive level, but to do that, you have to try-out and make a team.
The first frantic try-out was a bust. There were about 70 kids trying out for maybe 3 spots on a team. It was a disappointing mess. The next try-out was smaller and luckily, Elliott made the team after a couple rounds of "auditions". He was excited. His dad was excited. An entry level competition team seemed perfect for him.
Well, the fall season is nearing an end, and so are the bad news bears. There have been a few more downs than ups - one kid broke both of his arms, another just up and quit the team, a few kids are pretty sporadic practice and game attenders....but, my kid has persevered and I'm proud of him. He LOVES to play soccer. There is a level of aggression that comes out of him that is pretty interesting to watch when he is on the field.
I tell the boys, especially Elliott, that all that matters at the end of the game is that he (they) did their best. That he (they) needs to be able to walk off the field, regardless of outcome, and know that a good game was played. I don't get soccer at all, but I'm really happy to watch my kid(s) play so well.