They made it

Fabian’s football team had qualifying games for a national league (which of course is not one, but several). Anyhow, there were three teams qualifying and… Do you know what?! The boys did it. So next season they will meet fierce competition, making them better players. Fabian chose to get ill after the first game and…

Football

It’s everything for him. If nobody wants to join he goes down to the pitch himself and practices and practices.

My boys

Just as bottomless my frustration can be, just as never ending is my love for these two. Yesterday Fabian did his premiere in his big bros soccer team. they were short of people. You can see his pride as he enters the pitch in the image below. My two boys, so proud.

Shared happiness

I won’t go as far as claiming that only shared happiness is real. But when you see someone else happy,  it is a gooood feeling. To see the Mr in his right element, teaching soccer, I really get happy.

Swoosh

Did you hear that? I’m sure you didn’t see it. It was the weekend. I came and went. The Mr was/is working the entire time (except the hours he spent on the football pitch, or next to it). I tried to do some use around the house. Washing the car, buying plants, doing some gardening,…

No pressure

This post is filled with exorbitant amounts of bragging over kids (my own), don’t read if you have a tendency to regurgitate. It’s amazing how someone can become full supporter (and expert I might add) of a sport she previously had no real interest of. Love does amazing things. Today, both our sons won their…

Soccer, soccer, soccer

I’ve played one game. It all came back to me a couple of weeks ago when I returned to the crime scene with Fabian. This week it has been soccer Friday, Saturday and Sunday. I enjoy it though. Especially if I bring my camera. But sometimes it gets so exciting that I forget to take…

Perks of parenthood

Although one might not think it reading my latest posts, there are perks of being a parent too. One of the greatest gifts is to take part of and enjoy the interests and development of your kids. Yesterday it was the annual futsal cup in our area. I think Fabian has played it every year…

The WAG

I don’t know if he is mentioned here very often. Maybe more in a subordinate clause. Usually I would say, “like in IRL“. But this is not the time to be joking. Because he is, as far from a joke anyone could come. He has now been asked (and accepted) to be the head coach for…

Happiness in different forms and shapes

Like in the form of a spherical object. Just ask the man I met 20 some years ago (and joined, if not in holy, matrimony three years ago). I know he loves me and our offsprings more than anything. No questions asked. But there is one thing that at times, brings him more happiness, than the…

Soccer & The Minions

Nine years ago I was in this very minute in labour. I wonder if it was now I, somewhat angry, said I didn’t care anymore. That I was about to go home. It was a great labour. Where I decided to work with my body. After 3,5 hrs at the hospital he was out. Our second star….

Today was the day

When F really understood soccer and how you play it. He and his team had a plan, made the shots from defens, to middle field and F scored. Looking forward to the VIP launch at Old Trafford and/or Camp Nou.    

Re-run

I can’t believe the week-end is over, it has passed SOOOOO fast. The Mr has been working all week except Friday, but that was when I did my live here and now and when hardcore shopping with a friend of mine. Before that I started with a cup of coffee with combined with a loooooooooooooooong…

All worth it

Yesterday was a time warp for me and the Mr. The husband tied the football shoes on and entered his beloved pitch. With his home team, where he started and peaked he once again teamed up with the same old friends. The talks before and after the game, was all there. I took the later…

Big smile for the camera

OK, a lot of kids and soccer at the moment. Look at these cuties from the soccer camp the other week. Ours is the one to the bottom left.  

Our little soccer player

Some pics from the training camp taken by an Emil Mattson. I refer to the site where the pics are available , but I do not know for how long.

You may call me Zlatanista

I admit it, I am very much affected by his book. I have known his greatness, but not fully understood it, until now. I am not even a soccer gal. Only what 20 years of active brainwash can make you. Tonight his and his team PSG, Paris Saint Germain won the French league, Ligue 1,…

We all wish

Yes, we all want the best for our children (although I lately have brutally awakened to the fact that some parents that doesn’t give a rat’s ass about theirs, but I choose to believe that they a minority). Anyway, my hope is that my children are happy. That they dare to do the things that…

Back to the future

Soon 20 years ago I found this guy (with the little help from my friends) that later became the father of my children, and later became my husband. When we met he was already long down in the addicted claws of it. Soccer. He was pretty good. As a young adult he got to try…

Soccer tournament

Last week-end we were off to the little town Veinge (there was practically NOTHING on Wikepedia so I do not link) for an annual soccer tournament. I guess just like any other family, like the Beckahm’s, does (with the small difference of gym quality and warmer scenery). The boys played well and it is so…

Soccer dude

The one of the two brothers who got to go to his sports event this week-end was the little one. It was the late ending of last season and the kick-off of this year’s. Everyone got a trophy, thank the lord!!! The younger ones were pretty fast getting that statue from the coach, like there…

Practice makes perfect

Words can probably not describe the Mr’s happiness that at least one of his offsprings have taken football to his heart (at least for now). Ever so often they go into the garden to practice. Fabians shots has become better, both stronger and more precision. I see the dream in the Mr’s eyes. One day…

Soccer it is

Yesterday the Euro2012 started and the Mr is of course H-A-P-P-Y! But something that makes him (and me) even more happy is that Fabian have shown a growing interest for the sport. On the National day Fabian were invited to play a mini-tournament with one year older guys! Fabian did really good and the team…