There’s 3 feet of snow on the ground, so it’s the perfect time to start the outdoor soccer season.
Well, OK, just the registration part.
But some people are thinking ahead. And I applaud them.
Because while I’m hoping that my son is on a team with a friend or two, and trying to remember where in the flaming hell I put his shin pads at the end of last season, some people are dealing with loftier concerns.
“Is there going to be a green team? Like, a team with green shirts? Because last year, my kid was on a yellow team. And he had to yell ‘Go, Bananas!’ all the time. And it just about killed him.”
(I had to squelch the urge to ask how to get my kid onto a yellow team. Because I would like nothing more than to sit on the sidelines yelling “Go Bananas!”, then giggling till I nearly pee.)
(And then bananas made me think of this. Which has sweet bugger all to do with the post. Enjoy!)