Well, the boys were intimidated Sunday afternoon. The Pittsfield side wasn't especially numerous, but they were a Pittsfield side - everybody knows what that means. (I didn't, but apparently the Williamstown Strikers had access to information from other sources.) Warm-ups went well, and then the match began.
Q was nervous and a bit sluggish at the beginning, slipping into his watching mode, but Sammy D opened up the scoring for the Strikers, and thereafter, Q was back to being the wolverine he'd been Saturday. He was stellar on defense, took a number of corner kicks, threw in from the sideline like a pro, and after Pittsfield tied things up, he scored Williamstown's second goal. Not a strong shot, but just beyond the reach of the goalie after a nice, quick run up the middle. He did his usual celebratory sprint away from the area with his arms out to the side like wings and the number 1 on each hand, and then went back to business.
A business that included a steal over in the right corner on Pittsfield's end, and a nifty move to shake off a defender. Now there was another defender, and the goalie, between him and the net, so he lobbed a cross over the goalkeeper's head.
To Brady, who HEADED IT IN.
I went absolutely bananas on the sideline. Talked to Brady's Dad later on at a Williams function, and he couldn't say enough about the whole play - the set-up, the headiness, the execution. "You just don't see that in U-10 socer," he said. Nice, nice afternoon. Pittsfield would score one more time, so in the end it wound up 3-2. But who's counting. AND - Quin played goalie for the tail end of the game! Which I was sure would end badly, but he did super well, always in position and always hanging his punts high and dropping them into good positions. I have to say, I think he's better suited out in the field, since nobody can keep up with him, but hey, I'm not coaching. Thank God.
We drove down and back with Alex's family, and I learned a lot about the business of being a builder. Interesting folks. Generous, too - they bought Q an ice cream after the game. (Not just Q, though. They also bought for their own children.)
Back to work!!
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