Steven is on the high school's varsity soccer team this year, which is a great source of pride for him, as he is only a sophomore.
On Saturday there was a soccer tournament down in Bedford (which is down near the Ohio border). And it was a stunningly hot and humid and unpleasant day.
Dan and I packed a cooler with food and a lot of drinks, and drove down to sit in the searing hot sun and watch our younger son play soccer. (I did not allow Bill to go - he had had diarrhea on Friday, and I did not want to risk him getting even more dehydrated).
The kids held their own. they won the first game, got blown out by Bedford (the coach started the JV goalie, and he let in three goals in just a few minutes at the beginning of the game - they switched to the varsity goalie, and he only let in one goal for the entire rest of the game, so they would have been right in there if their primary goalie had played the whole game), and they went to two rounds of penalty kicks for the third game.
Did I mention it was hellishly hot? I felt so sorry for the players, the coaches, and the refs...
It was so hot Dan got the umbrella from the Jeep, and made me sit under it for the shade...
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