Mar
20
for love of the game
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Our game doesn’t start until 10:00pm tonight. That’s late. We have three games this session with that starting time. Why do I put my body through playing this late … and pay money to do it? Surely it’s the love of the game, right?!
Back in the day the only option for playing indoor soccer in Grand Rapids was at the Woodland Tennis courts on 28th Street. (I think a Spanish league still plays there. If you watch the local Comcast TV station, you’ll see a game on occasion.) Since the tennis courts were primarily used for tennis, and there were a lot of soccer teams that needed a place to play, they scheduled games back to back until all the games were scheduled. That meant we played some games at midnight on Friday nights (and had to get up early to do the paper route on Saturday morning). Keep in mind this was before I was old enough to drive. Yep, my parents had to take me to the games. Surely Micah won’t ever want to do something crazy like that … Talk about raising the parental bar too high. Thanks a lot, Mom and Dad.
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If he does ever want to do something crazy like that, can you guess which parent will be taking him?
As long as he doesn’t take up ice skating or gymnastics, I think you’re going to be just fine.
Nice. Love you, too.
Can I safely assume all library trips will be the other parent?
Hey Brian. I think I’m more concerned about him wanting to pierce random body parts and link them together with chains, or get weird hair cuts. Then again, given his heritage, I can take comfort in the fact that his hair cut will only be a concern for so long before that problem “disappears” on its own …
You’re more than welcome!