I am grateful for coaching the Quincy College guys today. An extremely diverse group hailing from Haiti, Turkey, Germany, Japan, Nigeria etc. convened on a soccer field in Germantown around 4pm. Their coach wheeled in not so fashionably late. The only thing that brought us to that place and time was the love of kicking around a dumb leather ball. You may ask what I get out of it since I can't play? It brings me joy watching these grown men high five and congratulate each other after scoring a goal or making a nice play. They get so much out of a few hours on a field. Some exercise, bonding, meeting new people, a sense of accomplishment etc. I'm only there to add a little structure and that's fine with me.
About half way through practice one of the players said, "when is our first game?" I said, "I know a few high school teams that could come in here and whoop your asses!" They barely know each other, they have their hands on their knees sucking wind, and we only had 12 guys on the first day! All in due time.
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