Stuck between being a coach and being a proud dad.

EK Stars is the football team that I help coach and both Lucas and Tyler play with.

On Saturday it was the teams first time going to play in the fun 4's.  This is basically small sided football games (4 a side) where the kids just have fun and play some football.  Lucas just makes it into team, if he was born a couple of weeks later he would have been one of the oldest in next years age group but instead he is one of the youngest in his.  This does not stop him in the slightest though and he gives it his all.

So after we arrived in Saturday we split the 12 kids into 2 teams of 6.  I took the group that Lucas was in, this was never going to be any other way.  There is no way I would have missed my boy playing in his first proper organised game.  So the games kicked off and the kids all got stuck in and tried their best.  They all really seemed to enjoy it.  Some of the kids have been coming to training for a couple of years so them being able to play in games was worth it.

So in the last game came my dilemma.  Lucas was playing and playing well.  Then he scored a goal.  I was so proud, he was over the moon, really excited to score a goal.  I was on the verge of tears.  However as the coach I had to get the team back and ready to continue the game.  This was not what I wanted to do, I wanted to join in his (and his team mates) celebration, I wanted to run up to him and throw him in the air but I couldn't.  This was the real downside to being a coach.  He went on and scored another goal and I was happy to see that he was just as delighted and that I was just as proud.

I don't think either Lucas or I will ever get tired of him scoring goal and one day I will run on and join in the celebrations.