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Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Soccer Oops

It's official: I'm a soccer mom.
My two oldest boys are playing soccer while my youngest thinks he should be playing.

We are at the field three nights a week for practice.

And then of course, games on Saturdays.

Bear's team started practicing two weeks before Monkey's team because Monkey's team didn't have a coach yet. And then some of the parents were up in arms about the practice days and times so we had a meeting to discuss that... and then finally, a practice.

His first practice was on the same day and time as one of Bear's practices.

Hubs came with us, since we knew we'd have kids on two different fields plus a little one who either wanted to be on the playground or who would be trying to play soccer with one of his brothers' teams.

Bear took off for his team and Cub made a dash for the playground. So Hubs said he would get Monkey to his practice.

They were a couple fields away and I squinted over at them. I didn't see the coach that I had met at the meeting the week before. But, there was only that night and one more before their first game, so I thought maybe the coach couldn't make it and the assistant was running the practice.  Or maybe I was just remembering the coach wrong.

Afterwards, Hubs talked about some of the kids who were really big and who were really good. I shrugged it off because his peers could have been playing for 3 years already, while this is Monkey's first season.

I handle the next practice and everything seems just fine.

First game comes and Hubs looks at the coach and asks me if I'm sure this is the right team.

Of course, yes, it's the right team.

As we are leaving after the game, we walk past another team playing, who has on the same color shirts as Monkey's team(there is a "Knights" who wear gray in each age group- so you could stay on the same team/have the same color all the way up if you wanted).

And Hubs asks me again if I'm SURE that Monkey had played with the right team.

YES. That was his coach, those were the parents I met at the first meeting. Monkey's name was on that roster.

But, the team we were walking past was the team that Monkey had played with at that first practice. They were the Knights all right. They just weren't the U7 Knights. They were the U8 or maybe even U9 Knights.

No wonder Hubs had thought Monkey looked so out of place at practice!

I'm just glad that for once, it wasn't me who screwed up.


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60 Comments:

Blogger Meredith said...

Hahaha!!!

Did your son mention feeling more comfortable playing with his own age group?

September 13, 2011 at 7:38 AM  
Blogger Joann Mannix said...

That is hilarious! Not only that he was on the wrong team for practice, but for the game! I'm surprised the coach didn't notice.

What a great way to start off soccer.

I hope, for your sake, your boys get on good teams. And I'm not talking about their skill level or even the other boys, I'm talking the parents.

My girls have been playing soccer for most of their lives and a good group of parents makes all the difference in the world. We've had both. Obnoxious parents and great ones. We're very lucky now because we've settled into teams that have become like a second family and we continue to play on those teams as the girls get older.

Good luck with soccer! And staying with the right team.

September 13, 2011 at 7:54 AM  
Blogger Teresa said...

We tried soccer last year and it totally didn't work out for us. And things are disorganized. My the force be with you...

September 13, 2011 at 7:56 AM  
Blogger Diane said...

Oh no! Sounds like something that would happen to us!

September 13, 2011 at 7:57 AM  
Blogger Barbara said...

This is something my husband would do. Too funny! I can't wait until I can call myself a soccer mom, is that sad?

September 13, 2011 at 8:07 AM  
Anonymous Galit Breen said...

Oh what a perfect time to be wrong Mama!

September 13, 2011 at 8:10 AM  
Blogger Kmama said...

Hahaha!! How did Hubs handle the news when you told him he had Monkey at the wrong practice??

September 13, 2011 at 8:23 AM  
Blogger Alison said...

Oh, totally oops! :)

September 13, 2011 at 8:24 AM  
Blogger Unknown said...

We would do this! It is funny that they have team with the same name.

September 13, 2011 at 8:27 AM  
Blogger Evonne said...

Ha! That's funny. I can't believe the coach didn't say anything. I hope your soccer organization isn't organized like ours. If it is, I'm so sorry!

September 13, 2011 at 9:02 AM  
Blogger BNM said...

haha thats cute! But hey look your boy can keep up with the 'big dogs' way to go Monkey :D

September 13, 2011 at 9:19 AM  
Anonymous Sharon at Momof6 said...

Oh that is SO something that I would do... hook my son up with the wrong soccer team, yet be convinced that I was right!

My three older boys now each player travel soccer- there are Sundays when we now need to be on 3 different fields in 3 different towns all at the same time. Wait until my younger 3 decide to play!

I love soccer for kids- such great exercise, they learn to work as a team, and it is alot of fun for them!

September 13, 2011 at 9:26 AM  
Blogger Lisa @ Two Bears Farm said...

that's crazy the coach didn't notice!

September 13, 2011 at 9:35 AM  
Blogger Kristina P. said...

Why the heck do they have other teams that look exactly the same?

September 13, 2011 at 9:39 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I hope to be a soccer dad soon.

September 13, 2011 at 9:40 AM  
Blogger Jen said...

Ha!

The triplets want to play soccer.

We'll see how that goes.

September 13, 2011 at 9:55 AM  
Blogger Not Just Another Jennifer said...

Too funny!!! I can totally see that happening to us.

September 13, 2011 at 10:11 AM  
Blogger Tracie Nall said...

Oh my goodness. That is the kind of thing that would happen to me.

I love it when my husband screws up instead of me. hehe

September 13, 2011 at 10:14 AM  
Blogger Kristy @Loveandblasphemy said...

Always so much more fun when it's the husband's mistake!

September 13, 2011 at 10:17 AM  
Blogger Steph said...

That is something that I would do!

September 13, 2011 at 10:17 AM  
Blogger Unknown said...

Yeah that would totally be my kind of screw up being the unsports woman that I am.. My son would have to point out that they were older then him.. ummm yeah. Glad it all got worked out and hubby was the one wrong not you lol

September 13, 2011 at 10:25 AM  
Blogger Lift Like A Mom said...

Too funny!!!

September 13, 2011 at 10:39 AM  
Blogger Di said...

Ahh, thats a classic hubby moment! At least he got some advanced training right?

September 13, 2011 at 10:48 AM  
Anonymous Stephanie said...

HaHa!! I am surprised that the coach didn't notice he had an extra player.

September 13, 2011 at 10:50 AM  
Blogger Tammy said...

Oops! How funny! At least you figured it out...you never know these days with kids huge or little. It is hard to tell ages anymore.

September 13, 2011 at 10:57 AM  
Blogger Kir said...

I am WRONG so often that when my husband is I just smile secretly to myself.

I am sure Monkey did a lot better with kiddos his own age and remember when my two want to play soccer or any other sport you really need to be a cheerleader for ME. I'm going to need all the motherly support I can get. ;)

September 13, 2011 at 11:36 AM  
Blogger Not a Perfect Mom said...

I love it!

September 13, 2011 at 12:41 PM  
Blogger Nicole said...

Hehehehe.

I'm a soccer mom too, but here it's spring soccer. And that means that the kids play in gale-force icy winds, with snow on the ground sometimes, or in sleety rain. It's awesome. And by awesome, I mean it's the worst.

September 13, 2011 at 1:20 PM  
Blogger Natalie said...

LOL glad that was figured out! Monkey was like mom why am I so small compared to these kids?

September 13, 2011 at 1:31 PM  
Blogger Jessica said...

How confusing to have them all with the same names and colors. Hopefully it gets easier to tell teams apart as the season goes on.

September 13, 2011 at 1:35 PM  
Blogger Emmy said...

Lol! That is hilarious- especially since it wasn't your fault :). That would be very confusing though

September 13, 2011 at 1:38 PM  
Blogger KSK said...

LOL! That's weird that they have same colors AND names.. confusing! **At least it was just a practice and not a game that got messed up! :)

September 13, 2011 at 1:49 PM  
Blogger Renee said...

As much as I hate to admit it, I'm a soccer mom too. I also have one in volleyball. We spend more time on the fields/gym than we do any where else this time of year.

I hope you found the right team for him. Even one year can make a difference on the soccer field!

September 13, 2011 at 2:24 PM  
Blogger Gigi said...

I'm mortified that your kids are practicing 3x a week at such a young age. That's too much!

September 13, 2011 at 2:26 PM  
Blogger Grumpy Grateful Mom said...

That's so confusing! I would definitely be the one to mix up my kid's team! And I think soccer is a great thing to practice three times a week, though exhausting for the parents!

If they were at home playing video games three times a week I doubt you'd get any comment about that. :)

September 13, 2011 at 2:53 PM  
Blogger The Mommy Therapy said...

We start soccer this week and I am confident I will have at least one story like this soon. Both of our boys are playing this year and chaos and confusion will surely abound.

Good luck with getting your boys to the right spots this week!

September 13, 2011 at 2:54 PM  
Blogger LA Botchar said...

I had the same problem - Monkey Boy looked so small out on the field, and some of the other boys skills were way beyond. Then I realized they were from U10. Our town is so small that they have to combine U8 and U10 boys on the same team. There just aren't enough kids to make enough teams for the divisions.

Have you encountered the snack dilemna yet? You know you are supposed to bring popsicles, right? ugghh! I refused. I am that mom.
You can see my post about it:

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September 13, 2011 at 3:00 PM  
Blogger Unknown said...

All 3 of The Dudes are playing soccer. We are at the field every day except for Sunday. We have 3 games on Saturday starting at 8:30 am and going until we return from whatever hour-away field we have to go to with #1. It's insane. And, if they show up there in clothing from the waist down I consider it a score. Welcome to the life, mama:)

September 13, 2011 at 3:12 PM  
Blogger Andrea said...

OK, so you're WAY more a soccer mom than I am. :) We play inside, there are no practices, and she's only just started a bit ago. But I chuckled and enjoyed this post!

September 13, 2011 at 4:28 PM  
Blogger A Mommy in the City said...

Oh wow! That is too funny. Glad he did okay in practice though, even if it was with the wrong team!

September 13, 2011 at 5:17 PM  
Blogger Oka said...

Welcome to the other side. Mwhahahaha. Glad to have you join the ranks. I have seen that mistake made so many times in rec league soccer. Heck even in select soccer we have parents that don't seem to know the exact team their child is on. I just chuckle a bit. I am the KNOW IT ALL Soccer Mom for my daughters U8 select team. I have parents from all three girl's teams and the three boy's asking me every imaginable question. You will fill like a pro before the next season.

I would of thought DH would of had a clue though, with his soccer background and all. JK

September 13, 2011 at 5:19 PM  
Blogger Jen said...

Hahaha!! Love it when the husband screws up ;)

September 13, 2011 at 5:19 PM  
Anonymous molly said...

LOL, too funny! I have always wanted to be a soccer mom!

September 13, 2011 at 9:36 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

lol well it looks like he held his own on the soccer field despite being with the wrong team!

Congrats on your soccer mom status, I feel mine is inevitable.

September 13, 2011 at 9:37 PM  
Blogger Unknown said...

Too funny!
My 5YO started soccer on Sunday. There were a bajillion teams spread across acres of soccer fields. It took us literally a half hour to find his team. So I can see how it could be confusing!

September 13, 2011 at 10:14 PM  
Blogger Courtney K. said...

Like you said, at least is wasn't YOU who messed up! If they were all in the same color uniform then no wonder you guys were all screwed up!

September 14, 2011 at 12:32 AM  
Blogger Lourie said...

D'oh! hahaha. One of those great moments. haha. And yes, at least it wasn't you.

September 14, 2011 at 12:45 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I am scared for the soccer take over that is sure to happen.

September 14, 2011 at 1:18 AM  
Blogger Kimberly said...

Haha! Silly husbands!

September 14, 2011 at 2:04 AM  
Blogger angela said...

Giggling. That is so funny :) Poor Monkey probably felt a little out of place, too.

Random fact: my brother's travel soccer team was called the Knights. He played with them for over ten years!

September 14, 2011 at 8:20 AM  
Anonymous Kimberly said...

That. Is. Awesome.
HAHAHAHAAHAHAH!

September 14, 2011 at 8:47 AM  
Blogger The Random Blogette said...

This so sounds like something we would've done.

September 14, 2011 at 11:42 AM  
Blogger Julie said...

My daughter played volleyball last year. When my husband signed her up, he put down his email - even though he never checks it or has anything to do with their practices or schedules during the day. Ever.

So the day the league emailed to say they'd switched locations for a back-to-back two-game tournament, we showed up at the wrong place.

I'm lucky I have the most easy-going preteen on the planet. I imagine a lot of 11-year-old girls would have freaked out.

But Karly played two games for a team she'd never seen before because they were short a player and would have had to forfeit.

They were the only games she won all season.

True story.

September 14, 2011 at 12:16 PM  
Blogger Kristen said...

Love this story. This SOOOOOO would have happened in our house! Love it!

September 14, 2011 at 12:52 PM  
Blogger Cindi said...

As a former coach, you'd think the coach would notice the size difference and follow up with the parents. (Confirm level of play.)

Cute story though Shell. Hope Monkey is happier with his own team. (LoL)

September 14, 2011 at 1:52 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Welcome to Soccer Mom Club lol

You should have seen us trying to find Zach's team for his first practice last week... it was ridiculous the number of teams they had practicing all around the jr high!! Seriously - I counted 14 in the fields across from the jr high (behind churches) and 2 in front yard of jr high - luckily I knew his coach from high school so I recognized him once I found him

September 14, 2011 at 8:29 PM  
Blogger Hopes@Staying Afloat! said...

Oh this is SO going to happen to me someday. I just KNOW IT! Soccer season is just a confusing season all together!

September 14, 2011 at 10:45 PM  
Blogger mypixieblog said...

LMAO!!! Woooops, but at least it made for a funny story :)

September 15, 2011 at 11:29 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Go Knights!! All 4 of you Knights teams. LMAO. That is funny!

September 15, 2011 at 10:13 PM  
Blogger Working Mommy said...

phew...yay for a mommy win!

wm

September 23, 2011 at 11:37 PM  

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