Got Soccer?

Like every other kid growing up, I played AYSO soccer. The first two years of it was good fun! I looked forward to games and had a blast. But my last year was tough. I was on an older team and I was the youngest one there. I hated practices because some of the other girls would boss me around, and try to embarrass me. There were a pair of twins on our team who were among the worst who were the coach's daughters. Coach would yell at me all the time because I was off sides and not in the right place at games. But, what did I know? I just came up from the kiddie league and I didn't even know the rules! I cried a lot. I became even more self-conscious about myself and I guess that's one of the underlying reasons why I never went out for sports again. I thought I wasn't good at it because of this experience. And you know what I think? I think if I believed at a young age, that I could do anything, I would have been a different person than I am today. AYSO soccer....I only have two memories when I think about it and they are complete opposites. The first one, is when my second year team won the playoffs. I remember, I did great or at least I was led to believe so by my coach at the time. And the second memory, all those practices I suffered humiliation by my own teammates and my coach did nothing to help.