Anyone who knows anything about world soccer knows that the Manchester teams in the English League are the top two this year, and their youth development teams reflect pride in that impressive fact.
Tonight these polite and aggressive lads prevailed over our Seals. It was 2-2 at half, but in the second half a close game fell apart in the last five minutes and turned into a rout.
My very competitive son was disappointed, but he did notice that three of his U-14 girl players had shown up to endure the bad weather to watch their coach play and cheer his side on.
It was only a scrimmage but a destructive one, of course. Athletes hate to lose.
As I drove him home to his Mom's house, we were both soaked to the skin. I just hope he doesn't get a cold, because he has two practices and another scrimmage in the next four days plus another practice session as coach at the pitch nearest my house starting at 5 pm Friday night.
As I often write, the thing about sports, especially as you proceed to higher and higher levels, is it is every bit as much about failure as success. You win a big game, as he did recently by scoring the winning goal.
Then you get knocked flat, as happened tonight.
Either way, you have to get up and be ready ready to fight again.
Congratulations to the British lads. But I wonder where that rain came from?
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