It was not supposed to happen.
I was against it. Firmly, against it. I didn’t like it, I didn’t believe in it and I didn’t want to be a part of it.
But now I’m in. Even before the first day of summer, I already have filled several weekends and a few evenings watching youth soccer.
It doesn’t sound like a big deal. But an aversion to the soccer culture could be a generational bias. Growing up in Vine Grove about five decades ago, soccer was not on the radar.