James had a home game today, which was nice as I haven't been to a game in a while. He usually plays goalie. I don't know why. Seems like a thankless job to me. Not to mention it makes for stressful viewing for the parents of the goalie. But he likes it.
Tipping a ball over the goal
No soccer game would be complete without several players getting injured, or, more likely, pretending to get injured. Here James actually took a ball to the face.
No permanent damage
Stopping a ball. Unfortunately, more balls got past James than got past the opposing goalie.
Our team did not show the best sportsmanship during the after game handshake. They just collapsed onto the field. 
Getting a talking to
James heading up to get changed. Off the soccer pitches and track is the school playground. There is a line of trees that separates the sports field from the playground.Our first year here, James played soccer every afternoon in the clothes he wore to school. All his teammates would change into soccer clothes. I never understood what the issue was until one day I saw that the boys change their clothes under the trees, not in a locker room. That means all the kids on the playground can see them in their skivvies.
I had one uncomfortable moment last fall when two boys changed into their track pants not 8 feet from me. What made me uncomfortable was that they were about 17 years old and I'm.....I'm......I'm American.
Today, however, James changed clothes with his teammates and even chatted with a female classmate as he did so.
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