Yea!!! Soccer's finally over

Today was the last soccer game of the season and I couldn't be happier. I can't explain it but I just hate the sport. Not the professionals, I don't follow it but I've been known to sit through a game or two, my son's soccer games. I find the whole thing just mind-numbingly boring. Derek's pretty good, he loves it, usually scores a few goals I just can't explain why I hate it so much. I try to get dad to go but he's always working and there I am every Saturday morning screaming and yelling along with everyone else wishing it would end sooner.

Maybe it's because I sucked at it when I was a kid. Some sort of subconscious thing or something. My grandmother swears I'll learn to love it, but I didn't love when she was dragging me to all my uncle's games either. His coach is talking about advanced next season. That means more practice and more games! If he ends up being good I might have to do this for another 8-10 years. I don't think I can do it.

All I know is he's trying basketball this winter and I really, really, really, really hope he likes it better.