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Monday, 22 August 2011

That’s right. Poppyseed is now a field hockey player. With no ga-ga league here in the Lehigh Valley, and soccer already filled for the season, Poppyseed snagged one of the last remaining spots on one of the third grade teams. Field hockey is very popular here. In fact, our local high school has an impressive program and the youth program is coached by members of the high school team.

I have to say that I am not certain who was more nervous before today’s practice. It was, in fact, a first for both of us as I did not participate in any type of organized sports as a youngster and had no idea what to expect. Poppyseed actually looked as though she might vomit, but was much better once she got on the field. And I too was much better once she got on the field. I watched her scan the bleachers, hoping to find me.

And I sat. For ninety long minutes. Watching a bunch of girls learn how to handle their new equipment. Poppyseed was by no means the worst player on the team. Nor was she a shining star. She didn’t seem to notice.

Field hockey is AWESOME!!! she exclaimed as she walked off the field. But their grass is a rip-off; it isn’t even real grass.

13 Comments leave one →
  1. the writ and the wrote permalink
    Monday, 22 August 2011 10:34 am

    I hope she has a wonderful time. It’s great that she’s getting involved in a sport.

    • Frume Sarah permalink*
      Monday, 22 August 2011 6:11 pm

      I suppose it is. It’s just such a foreign concept to me, though. But her excitement is contagious.

  2. Debbie permalink
    Monday, 22 August 2011 10:46 am

    Glad she likes it. I played field hockey through middle school in Ohio, then was shocked upon moving to California and finding field hockey virtually nonexistent. She looks happy in her picture and that’s what really matters.

    • Frume Sarah permalink*
      Monday, 22 August 2011 6:12 pm

      And that was before practice even started!

  3. Monday, 22 August 2011 11:01 am

    I don’t even know what field hockey IS but she looks adorable 😉

    • Frume Sarah permalink*
      Monday, 22 August 2011 6:12 pm

      I think it is like ice hockey but on a field. And with cute little skorts 😉

  4. Kim permalink
    Monday, 22 August 2011 3:56 pm

    Field Hockey is excellent! I attended a college in PA that had/has a division team. I wasn’t good enough to get an athletic scholarship, but they are available. I still play occasionally, 20 some odd years later…
    Re: the grass situation-do you want to be popping divots back into the field after every practice? 😉

    • Frume Sarah permalink*
      Monday, 22 August 2011 6:21 pm

      Is that like what they did after the polo match in the movie, “Pretty Woman?”

      • Kim permalink
        Tuesday, 23 August 2011 5:45 pm

        Oh, yes-only the divots are smaller and only happen when a kid misses the ball! But at that age, it happens frequently (at least my mom thought so)

  5. Tuesday, 23 August 2011 12:37 pm

    Warms my heart to hear about field hockey–particularly that it is available for the kids at such a young age. I didn’t get to play until high school–and I LOVED, LOVED, LOVED it. My sister coached and officiated hockey for many years. Near and dear to my heart…

  6. Wednesday, 24 August 2011 10:28 am

    Oh field hockey is very very popular here. Its either field hockey or soccer. It is very competitive in my town and only the best end up playing through high school. These children also tend to be the high achieving students in our school as well. Sports is a terrific way for her to learn discipline, camaraderie and team work and a great way to make “new friends”. I hope she loves it.

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