The Wall

When I played basketball I wasn't all that great at it. I didn't know all the rules and positions. I didn't make every shot I put up, I wasn't the fastes or the most aggresive on the court, but there was one position that I pretty good at: I was a reall good 'screen.' A screen is someone who gets in the way of the opposing team to help another player on her own team out. I was really good at getting in the other team's way and holding my position to block and protect my teammates. Tig has apparently taken after me in this regard.

Last week at practice, one of her teammates tried running past her to steal the ball and Tig held her ground and held the girl off. After running in to Teagan and nearly getting a concussion by coming to such an abrupt halt, she looked up to Tig and said, "Man Teagan, you are a WALL!"

Tig wasn't too sure how to take that. A 50lb, five-foot-nothing, blonde soccer champ calling Teagan a 'wall,' but I told her it was compliment. To be a wall in soccer was just like being a screen in basketball.

At her next game, Teagan let the other team experience her wall-like attributes and helped make way for the other girl to score one of the winning points. (This was a team they had already played before and lost 4-2, and this game they beat them 2-0!)

This game was cold, and wet, and drab, and our little family made up 90% of the cheering section for our team. But we sure did cheer them on all the same!

Teagan is loving playing soccer and wants to join another team for winter season. She is really excited that next season's soccer is indoor soccer and so are we. I am not a fan of sitting sideline with an umbrella and wintercoat on!