04 July 2010
...and yesterday it finally did. On a crisp and misty Saturday morning our gorgeous bunch of football hunnies finally suffered their first defeat.
Even though they lost, the team can hold their heads up high; they played with all they had.
The opposition was also unbeaten and had been top of their division. We were down a few key players. Their coach/ref was an ass - he really was!! (nit-picking and constantly stopping the game) But I am not making excuses. We lost, I accept that.
But at the end of the game Coach Dad told them he was even prouder of them today than on the days they had won. I think we all were.
Not wanting to psyche out his team with how formidable their opponents actually are, Coach Dad tells them, They're a good team, they're unbeaten, but so are we. We can win this!
It's non-stop running and tackling for both teams. Our team only have one sub and a key midfielder having to play defense...
With his arm around the shoulders of one bereft little chap, he picks them out one by one and tells them exactly what each one did that made him so proud.
Our first time doing the Moro Moment couldn't have come at a better time (a lovely idea from Janice the Manager).
Each of us parents then hands our child a mini-Moro bar, and we tell them what made us proud of them too
So we give three cheers for the opposition, hip-hooray, hip-hooray, hip-hooray, and one for the Ref.
Wipe away tears, blow noses and walk away with heads held high. Yes it's a loss. But it's not a defeat, because our team are winners at heart, every one.