When The
World Cup was televised, I couldn't wait for it to end. It seemed to go on
forever and a day. I had never been to a soccer game in my whole life. And
admitted to anyone who would listen I didn't like soccer. The reason being I grew up with baseball and football. But my granddaughter plays soccer. So last
month I was invited to one of her games. They were to play on Field One, which
is in close proximity to the parking lot, at a local elementary school. So that
way... I didn't have to walk too far, to attend. Because at my age, my legs are
no longer capable of taking me to the places I want to go, if too much walking
is involved. I brought my fold up burgundy chair and plopped myself down on the
sidelines, where others were positioning themselves to watch. Both of my
daughters were there, (a wonderful treat for me) ... and they insisted on mothering me... ( a tad bit
irritating). They told me to hold an umbrella to shield myself from the sun. I
thought that sounded silly. But it just so happened, it was 90 degrees out
there, even in the shade... and I felt like I was melting. According to my youngest
daughter who lived in Phoenix ,
Arizona
