This coming Fall the big boy is going to play another season of soccer. So once again you will be able to call me Soccer Dad. No, I am not this Soccer Dad. Those would be mighty big shoes to fill.
No, this year I am just an ordinary suburban father who is tasked with taking a group of seven year old boys and turning them into lean, mean, fighting machines. I rather expect that this experience should make good blog fodder.
And how sad am I that I look at everything I do and wonder if it is worth blogging about. Ok, that is an exaggeration, I don’t get that obsessive about this, but it is not hyperbole to say that I think about blogging a lot. But this a topic for a different post.
For now we’ll focus on the coaching. More on this later.
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I just can’t believe your son is 7 already. Wow time has sure flown by. It’s seems like yesterday when you were writing about your four year old son.
A size 8? I wear a 12. I suppose that you are right about the shoes. However, I disagree about measuring your success based upon a win/loss record.
Actually I’m only a size 8. My shoes are not that big.
As far as coaching, as my subtitle makes clear, I haven’t been very successful as a coach.