We started and, with tonight's 5-1 loss, finished Noah's spring soccer season. It was pretty dismal. First of all, it was way, way, way too cold to be playing (or in my case, watching) soccer. One game it was 32 degrees. Truly. I sat in the car for that one. Our little start up team was also moved into the A bracket which meant we played all the premier teams which meant we lost a lot. Or in other words, we didn't win any. The kids played really hard though and with a little more practice and conditioning they could beat some of the other teams. These are pictures from one of the two warmer games. This kick ended in a goal.
Noah always has sock issues. When his sock falls down it reminds me of an old man's sock garter. It's not so bad in this shot, but at tonight's game it was all I could do to stop myself from running on the field to pull up his socks. 
Next season the team name is changing from the Saratoga Sting to the Saratoga Rage. Maybe a more violent name will translate into a more aggressive team. They'll also have red and grey uniforms, which will be helpful to me since the refs wear yellow and black and I sometimes want get after the lazy kid who doesn't run after the ball--except that that lazy kid is the referee. I have other reasons to be mad at them.The Zackster decided to play soccer this year too. It's fun to go back to the early days; it's far less stressful and it's way funnier . He was so excited for his first game. He went to bed early the night before so he could get his rest and had this big grin for nearly the entire game.
They get to pick their name and chose the Red Bolts--not Bulls. The first game was a little sketchy but Saturday's game was much better, except for the pouring rain. Zack had 2 1/2 goals.I really enjoy doing the whole soccer thing. The games are fun when the weather is nice. And it's a good thing I don't mind because Zack's season goes into June and Noah will be practicing all summer long for the fall season.
