"Worst Soccer Morning" Award!

This morning won. It won the title of "Worst Soccer Morning Ever!" Last spring was cold. Almost every game day we froze. On top the cold weather was the wind. It's so useless to have so much wind here, but Colorado is a windy, windy place. I've often felt sorry for friends in California who have to stand in the rain on a regular basis to watch their kid's soccer games. Today, though, we had them beat.

It was suppose to be cold. We knew that. It is, after all, only April. The sight of snow when we woke up wasn't welcome. If you know Brian and me, this is an unusual sentiment. Although it was a wet snow and cold outside, the snow wasn't sticking. We assumed it would let up by 10:00 am. Wrong! Brian and Brandon left for Brandon's game a little before 10:00. Caitlin and I were going to walk down the park around 10:30 so I could watch some of Brandon's game before watching hers (practice for half an hour at 11:00 - game at 11:30). I thought about driving since the snow had gotten worse (Brian even called to ask me to bring gloves and a hat for Brandon), but Caitlin was so exited about riding her scooter that the idea of driving was preposterous (!) - to her, anyway. The walk in the 35 degree driving wet snow, coupled with 10-20 MPH sideways winds was no good. Walking...? Wrong again!

When we got to the park, a mere half mile away, Caitlin was cold, wet and sniffling. Brian was wet, and Brandon was so bundled up he was almost unrecognizable as goalie (he and his team mates were troopers, though, and played well despite the inclement weather). Then Caitlin started crying. She was cold, so she cried..... And she cried..... She continued to cry for an hour. She swore off all soccer, saying she never wanted to play again (which she later recanted and said she meant that she never wanted to play in the cold again). Since some of her soccer team had showed up, along with the other team, Caitlin's team played a short game before the other coach called a forfeit so we could all go home. It was hard for Caitlin to run or even keep up with her team mates since she couldn't see through her tears or breath through her clogged nose. The boys ran home after Brandon's game to change out of their soaking clothes, and we we headed out to lunch. Caitlin shocked us all by falling asleep right after ordering, and proceeded to sleep through lunch. I can't remember the last time she did that! Her lunch at that point became her dinner.

We had some bad spring soccer days last year. It was damp and windy during most of them. Even practices on Thursday evenings weren't fun. But today took the cake. It now has the title of "Worst Soccer Morning Ever". Let's hope we don't have to clarify it with a year sometime in the future