Army of Mom

So this is how liberty dies ... with thunderous applause.


Small World

This summer, when we met the young man who was going to take over and coach Hot Rod's soccer team, I giggled to myself when I heard his last name. Funny that our coach has the same last name as one of the players on the U.S. men's national team (and on one of the English Premier League teams). I just chuckled and didn't think about it again.

Until tonight.

We were watching the World Cup qualifier and I looked at Army of Dad and said, WOW, doesn't he look like Coach? They have the same last name and didn't he (the US team member) play around here?

Well, I'll be damned. Did a Google search and sure enough, he's the US men's team player's little brother. What are the odds? My son went from being coached by a guy who played on the US men's team (and played in World Cup matches years ago) to playing for this coach who has some good genes and likely a good teacher in his big brother.

I love it. Plus, while Hot Rod's team disbanded for the fall - they kept losing kids to other teams and sports - he will be training one-on-one with this coach. I was pretty excited about it anyway, but even more so knowing that my first inkling at his lineage was actually correct.


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