Street Hockey

After discovering through a friend that the local Saturday morning Street Hockey league had raised the age limit, making him eligible to play again this year, Isaac began to campaign tirelessly to be able to join...he even talked his little brothers into playing. After listening to his whining requests for more than an hour, and after Dad gave the OK, I telephoned the generous couple who runs this league...at 8:30 p.m....on the night before the first game of the season....after all of the teams were chosen. Sounding a bit tired, but still quite pleasant, Mr. League Coordinator told me that the younger boys could play on the Canadiens (happy day--that is the team their friend plays on!) but, he apologetically informed me that there wasn't a spot for Isaac, as there were so many older kids signed up. This was why they raised the age limit...the kids never wanted to stop playing.
Needless to say, Isaac was quite disappointed by this news, but we discussed that he should still go to watch his friend play in the morning. He went to bed with the taste of sour grapes still in his mouth.
This morning, at 8:15 a.m. the phone rings. Next, I hear Isaac's voice in my room. "Mom, Mrs. League Coordinator just called. They had a cancellation and I can play on the Bruins team! Our game is at 9:00a.m."
This is fantastic..except...the Bruins is his friend's brother's team and there is a bit of rivalry there. Turns out that the Bruins is now a "stacked" team and Isaac might get traded anyway. :) Such drama!
All three boys had a great time. It is a great league -- low stress and just plain fun!! What else did we have to do on Saturday mornings anyway??? Sleep?