I (substitute) coached my first soccer game this week. Was I the best coach to ever step foot on the pitch? I'll leave that to the sports historians. But I will say that Paige's first question to me was, "Why are you coaching my team tonight?"
There are probably a few different answers to that question:
Well, my dear, someone needs to bring this team back from a null-3 deficit to eventually tie the game, just as time expires.
Or the regular coach didn't show up and I was the only parent there who didn't have a gaggle of kids with him. (I just had one chubby 3-year-old that I held while I coached.)
Either way, I feel like I left the field with my legacy intact.
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