On Wednesday Jack participated in a soccer clinic at Bishop Miege this week. 375 K-8th graders divided into about 8 groups and managed by about 15 high school students total - oh and there was a guy on a microphone sitting in the announcer's booth. He blew the whistle when it was time to change stations. It was controlled chaos. Mr. Announcer even said it looked "like the personification of actually herding cats." Saturday afternoon I was sitting at my desk mutli-tasking (working on Alexander paperwork while preparing to run a performance of Science Fiction) when John texted me that Jack had just scored a goal at his game! "WOO-WHO!!!" I texted back.
Then John texted me the following:
"There is a smaller boy on the blue team - with curly light brown hair. EVERY time the ball is put back into play, he rears his head back and forces out a crazy head shaking screachy scream - he makes me think of a Scottish warrior with a yell as an intimidatin tactic."
This made me think - Did this kid's dad pull him aside and say "Now listen, Timmy, here's what you do..."
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