PACESETTER TOURNAMENT part 2
One other thing about game 1 that my middle aged brain failed to
recall: While it's true our girls had a hard time controlling play in the first
half, we did have some success on the counter attack, but were thwarted each
time by the odd but effective strategy employed by the Whitecaps of playing
their backline way up, so as to earn an offsides whistle nearly every time we
sent a pass into their zone. The go-ahead goal that Christina put in after a
tough angled strike by Rhea, was called back on one such occasion.
GAME 2
A 6:40 am trip back to the fields wasn't ideal for a few sleepy girls
and some groggy parents (gotta love that hotel bar!). Of course we couldn't
complain too much about the early start time with temps for the day forecasted
to be well into the mid 90's. The crisp morning air was absolutely perfect, and
it wasn't long before the girls, and even the parents, were up to full speed.
With the whistle blowing promptly at 7:30, the girls were determined to make
this their morning against a worthy opponent from suburban Pittsburgh, Victory
Express. And from the start, this looked more like a Force game than the
previous day's match. Even with the larger, more physical opponent, our girls
used their speed and quick, instinctive passing to set the tone. Without Zoe in
the middle, terrific play by Lauren, Rhea, and Grace provided some nice
opportunities early on. But the team in blue wasn't about to back down and it
seemed on this morning they would be the ones to exploit with the counter
attack. But leave it to our superb backline to deny any foray into the Force
end. Not enough can be said of the outstanding play of Annabelle, Emmi, Jill,
and Sophia. All weekend long, they would reliably and deftly quell the panic of
the parents on the Force sideline. All weekend long, they would frustrate even
the most skilled attackers. As the first half wound down, and with the intense
action on the field, it was clear we were in for another tightly contested
match. Halftime found a visit from a Victory dad to some of the Force parents.
He was very complimentary to our girls, he thought they were more skilled and
quicker with decisions than his team. He felt teams from western PA were at a
disadvantage because of the lack of flatland. Interesting theory.
Maybe his words were an omen, because during the second half we
sensed that, sooner or later, the Force would capitalize. It looked as though
Victory Express had no answer for the speed and finesse of our girls up front.
Anastasia, Sawyer and Kyra took turns challenging the defense. Jazzy, Christina
and Rhea all had near misses on net. Shoot the ball and good things will happen.
And shoot they did. So here it was with 10 minutes left, and finally, the moment
we had been waiting for. Lauren to Grace to Rhea, who as she so often does,
finds a deep angle and launches one, far post. Shoot the ball and good things DO
happen. Just ask Rhea's Mom. 1-0.
Of course we can't forget the "Golden 5 Minutes" - and it was 5
minutes of sheer terror among the Force families. Annabelle's mom was so tense
she was compelled to turn away and watch the game on the neighboring field. The
girls of course were more composed, skillfully turning away any attack. And as
our last line of defense, Kate was impenetrable. Kate impresses me as quite a
leader on the field, and when called upon is as skilled as any young goalkeeper
(this would be put to the test in game 3). 5 minutes and counting, where's the
insurance goal? Oh yeah, Sawyer! We've seen this before- a nice delivery from
midfield found a streaking Sawyer with one defender to beat. 2-0. And that would
do it. Thank the soccer gods.
GAME 3
So here we were, just one win away from moving on to the playoffs.
Maybe this could really happen. Hold on though, not so fast. The final opponent
would be none other than the mighty Ohio Premier Eagles, who currently sat in
first place, having beaten the other two teams seemingly with ease. Big.
Athletic. Skilled. Fast. one look at them on the field and you get the
impression this is a team of u-14 or u-15 girls. And rumor has it they're
coached to play a bit dirty. Mid-afternoon on a 90 degree day against an
invincible team. No Zoe. This could get ugly. The only way to find out of
course, is to play the game. The opening whistle immediately confirmed our worst
fears. It looked as though OP had no weakness. Were they that good? Maybe our
girls were a bit sluggish in the hot afternoon sun. Nothing was going their way.
The barrage we faced in the first 15 minutes was something to behold. But as I
touched on earlier, Kate was equal to the task, stopping anything
and everything that came her way. All you need to know about Kate and our
fantastic defenders is this: None of the 10 teams in the u-12 11v11 bracket
allowed fewer goals than the Force. It is a true testament to the players that
we have in the back. Of course it helps to be lucky sometimes, as was the case
late in the half when we were called for a penalty in the box (go figure!?!). A
skilled OP striker, one on one against Kate? There was certainly a sense of
inevitability with this one. But again, thank the soccer gods, the shot rang off
the crossbar! Could it be? scoreless at halftime against this team? Consider it
a moral victory.
So, could the girls settle in, make some some adjustments and really
challenge this team? Incredibly, and proudly to all who witnessed, the answer
was yes. Little by little the Force began creating opportunities, buzzing bees
Kyra and Anastasia began pestering their bigger opponent with quickness, agility
and yes, even physicality. Jazzy began forcing her will with size and deceptive
skill. Lauren managed the game from midfield with creativity and flair, what a
gamer she is. All of this led to some real chances. During one sequence, there
was more action in front of the OP net than in the entire first half. But the
soccer gods would not be as generous this time, that perfect bounce would not
come, even with Sawyer, Christina and Kyra lurking. Even so, the resilience of
our girls began to frustrate the side from suburban Columbus. A yellow card was
even given to one particular player who was shoving anyone she came into contact
with (just ask Jazzy's Mom).
But just when you thought the tide had finally turned, disaster. A loose
ball popped free just behind our defenders leaving Annabelle to chase down a
deceptively fast forward. Kate heroically tried to beat her to the ball but just
missed. It was a dagger that found the left corner of the net, and the heart.
Disaster indeed. Especially considering how brilliantly the defense had played
to that point. I'm tempted to say that Annabelle was the player of the
tournament, but a nod could be given to any number of our girls. For this game
we should give special recognition to Emmi, who always seemed to be in the right
place at the right time, always knew when to step up, and always seemed to
deliver a perfect ball.
Could our girls find enough for one last push? They gave it their all, but
sadly, it was not to be. OP dug in their heels and slowed down the game with
increasingly rough play. In the final minutes the size mismatch began taking its
toll, and Kyra, even with all her mighty mouse toughness, fell victim to the
mayhem with a twisted ankle. And with the referee peeking more frequently at his
watch, we new that was it. There would be no back to back trophies. But there's
nothing to be sad about. All should be very proud. Responding at halftime and
taking a team of that caliber down to the wire is quite an accomplishment.
Cookie said as much himself. To him, this was their best match of the tourney.
And of course there's something else we can all smile about: NO SECOND NIGHT IN
THAT HOTEL!
Although the bar was quite fun. Just ask Sawyer's Dad. And Emmi's Dad. And
Stasia's Dad. And Sophia's Dad. And Jazzy's Dad. And Jazzy's Mom. And Grace's
Mom. And Lauren's Mom...
Thanks for listening and feel free to share your own thought or memories
from the weekend.
One correction Jon: no youth travel soccer team could be coached to play an overly physical and potentially dangerous game. That's unthinkable.
ReplyDeleteYes of course, my mistake. Where would I ever get such an idea?!?!
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