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it was a cold, grey morning when the 6 year olds stepped onto the soccer field for their first official game of the season this past saturday. parents lined the sidelines, coffee in hand, muttering among themselves how unusually cold it was. still sleepy, some of the boys tried to warm themselves up by dribbling the ball downfield, blissfully unaware of their impending doom. the opposing team was headed by coach Kevin who had coached my oldest son in seasons past. Coach Kevin is known for his uncanny ability to mold his teams into well oiled soccer machines that rarely lose. as the game began, it was soon apparent that our team of kids was overmatched by Coach Kevin’s team. by halftime, I had lost count how many goals we were down by. the enthusiasm of the parents on our side was noticeably lacking during the second half. plus the blustery winds silenced the onlookers, forcing them to retreat into their scarves and jackets. funnily the boys seemed oblivious to the pounding they were taking from the opposing team. oh, to be six again…

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