why don't they try to score?

when my

son was ten he played soccer.

i've seen

every soccer field

in the hundred

mile radius

of where we lived.

mysteriously most of

the games were

at six in the morning.

rain or sleet,

or hail.

it didn't matter, game

on.

two games a week

for nine months.

the season never ended.

at some point

they went indoors.

i shivered on the sidelines

and tried

to cheer, but

had no idea what was

going on.

no one seemed to care

if they won

or lost,

just some maniacal coach

or two.

in the end

the players were just

happy to go home

after pizza

at the local shop, no

mention of the game.