Oh the Drama....

I love coaching soccer.  It is incredibly fun to work with kids outside of school.  I love the competitiveness and I find myself laughing and almost always having a great time.  I never really saw myself becoming a coach but it is now a huge part of my identity.  It is who I am, something I'm good at, and something I love doing.

However, there are days when coaching can become a bit...stressful.  Days like today when the drama doesn't seem to stop.

Practice began today with a girl complaining that her heart was beating very fast and that she couldn't catch her breath.  I sent her in to see our Athletic Trainer but she returned a few minutes later with the instructions to sit out the rest of practice.  About 10 minutes later the same girl came to me crying and hyperventilating saying that she felt worse.  She then collapsed into my arms before doubling over and vomiting all over next to my feet.  Fun!  (No worries, she's feeling much better now).

Practice continued to get better when the girl with the strongest leg (kick) on the team nailed me in the face with a soccer ball (both knocking off my sunglasses and leaving me with a very tender cheekbone).

Then I got to play mediator between two "besties" on the team who were in a typical high school girl fight: "You are SUCH a backstabber!"  "I am NOT, don't say things like that!"  Fun for me!

Then to top things off I got the news that one of my girls has been suspended from school.  Not for talking back to a teacher, not for fighting, no... for having sex in school.  That's right: HAVING SEX. DURING SCHOOL. UNDER A STAIRWELL. Remember, I coach FRESHMAN girls.

Unbelievable.  So gross.  So awkward.  She may have to be kicked out of our program...that is yet to be decided.

But what an uncomfortable conversation that will be: "I'm sorry sweetie, you are being kicked off the team because you couldn't keep your legs closed during 4th period."

I'm no prude but really?!  REALLY!?

What a practice I tell ya.  What. a. practice.

Up, Down, All Around

This past week or so has been a real roller coaster of emotions for me.

High: Soccer Season offically began!  And my team looks like we could be pretty decent.  I will keep you updated on that.

Low: Unfotunatley, I had to make a few cuts (even though it's at the Freshman level).  Having a 15 year old girl crying and begging you to let her pleassssssse have another chance is SO.NOT.FUN.  Awful experience.

High: A student I subbed for last week told me I don't look a day over 21.  Is it too early to be getting excited over age compliments?

Low: Subbing, ewwwww

High: Kyle traded in his truck (So long, Red Dragon!) for a sweet (and beautiful) Jeep.

Low: Kyle specifically told me not to "test" his panic button.  I did anyway.  I got yelled at.  Then when test-driving his jeep, his turn signals, radio, and speedometer were not working for me.  I got yelled at some more and blamed for these issues.  Side note: It was NOT my fault, his ignition starter was stuck.  Kyle apologized.  I'm still childish and want to press his Panic Button again.

High: 3 weeks until Spring Break!

Low: 3 weeks until Spring Break :(