First game of the season. Griff went up to U8 from U6 this year, which means no more bunchball and tiny goals - the under-8s (over-6s) use regulation-sized fields and goals and learn about playing specific positions. To mark this transition to more serious soccer (a change from our dabbler season in U6 to see if he liked it) I took Griff cleat shopping, a failed expedition that ended with my having to buy three pairs from Zappos, hoping one would fit. Only one did, and as luck would have it, they're the coolest pair, that apparently make him run faster and jump higher.
His team was bested 5-0 (I'm going to fault the league for this - G's team is all 1st graders and this team was mostly bigger, more experienced 2nd graders, no fair!) but their spirits were not dampened.
I wish I could say the same for Dan, who spent much of the game handling a colossal Reese-style meltdown. At least Xander had fun, exclaiming "soccer ball!!!" and showing me his best dribbling skills. The kid is ready to play.