| No. | Div | Time | Field | Home Team | Visiting Team | Type | |||||
| Saturday, May 26, 2012 | |||||||||||
| 443 | G1211v11 | 12:00 PM | PP25 | CLEVELAND WHITECAPS - C | 0 | 0 | C - FORCE PURPLE 00 | ||||
| Sunday, May 27, 2012 | |||||||||||
| 434 | G1211v11 | 7:30 AM | PP24 | FORCE PURPLE 00 - C | 2 | 0 | C - VICTORY EXPRESS | ||||
| 438 | G1211v11 | 3:00 PM | PP23 | OP EAGLES BLACK DUBLIN - C | 1 | 0 | C - FORCE PURPLE 00 | ||||
Monday, May 28, 2012
Pacesetter Tournament, Day 2
Saturday, May 26, 2012
Pacesetter Tournament, Day One
| 440 | G1211v11 | 10:30 AM | PP24 | GTFC U12 11V11 - A | 1 | 3 | A - PLYMOUTH REIGN GIRLS 00 GREEN | |||
| 442 | G1211v11 | 12:00 PM | PP24 | ALLIANCE FC 00 GIRLS BLACK - B | 0 | 5 | B - BLAST FC RED | |||
| 443 | G1211v11 | 12:00 PM | PP25 | CLEVELAND WHITECAPS - C | 0 | 0 | C - FORCE PURPLE 00 | |||
| 444 | G1211v11 | 12:00 PM | PP26 | OP EAGLES BLACK DUBLIN - C | 1 | 0 | C - VICTORY EXPRESS | |||
| 441 | G1211v11 | 3:00 PM | PP22 | TKO WISSER - A | 4 | 3 | B - PERRYSBURG GOLD |
Friday, May 25, 2012
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Wrapping up -- the basic numbers
This blog began on June 21, 2011. Its original intent was to use my daughter's infatuation with soccer as a spur to have her write on a regular basis and, in particular, write in a "new media" form.
Like many parental plans that didn't work out so well.
Still, it has been interesting and tapped into my more compulsive tendencies. That is, certain things I start and then can't let go. This is getting worse with middle age, but it is helping me understand the habits of my own white male demographics (lawn cutters, golfers, car care givers, sports gamblers, tax cutting tea partiers, etc.)
Here are some basic facts. In the little under a year the blog has been active there have been 260 posts. 261 if you count this one. There have been just over 5,000 pageviews. Some of them by Sawyer's Dad. Surprisingly, most people still seem to use a PC to view rather than hand held device. Explorer and Firefox account for 75% of the searching while mobile devices (Safari, etc.) such as Blackberry and IPhone account for only 6%.
In 2011, the most frequently viewed posts were my comments on Hope Solo and Dancing With the Stars. Coming in second were the posts on various officiating issues and the Novi Jaguars.
In 2012, somewhat to my surprise, the most viewed page by far was my review of Footloose! Who knew? Should have done more movie reviews but I tend to watch movies over and over again rather than see new ones (see compulsions above). Who can sit through the irritations and rudeness of a contemporary moviehouse? Coming in second was my account of a March 10 victory over an RSC term that held first place. I think this got so much attention because it marked the first victory over a quality opponent after a very tough fall.
Like many parental plans that didn't work out so well.
Still, it has been interesting and tapped into my more compulsive tendencies. That is, certain things I start and then can't let go. This is getting worse with middle age, but it is helping me understand the habits of my own white male demographics (lawn cutters, golfers, car care givers, sports gamblers, tax cutting tea partiers, etc.)
Here are some basic facts. In the little under a year the blog has been active there have been 260 posts. 261 if you count this one. There have been just over 5,000 pageviews. Some of them by Sawyer's Dad. Surprisingly, most people still seem to use a PC to view rather than hand held device. Explorer and Firefox account for 75% of the searching while mobile devices (Safari, etc.) such as Blackberry and IPhone account for only 6%.
In 2011, the most frequently viewed posts were my comments on Hope Solo and Dancing With the Stars. Coming in second were the posts on various officiating issues and the Novi Jaguars.
In 2012, somewhat to my surprise, the most viewed page by far was my review of Footloose! Who knew? Should have done more movie reviews but I tend to watch movies over and over again rather than see new ones (see compulsions above). Who can sit through the irritations and rudeness of a contemporary moviehouse? Coming in second was my account of a March 10 victory over an RSC term that held first place. I think this got so much attention because it marked the first victory over a quality opponent after a very tough fall.
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Sophie update
Well, Sawyer's Dad is certainly an astute time keeper. Before Sunday's game against the Novi Jaguars Green 01 (making sure I get the various teams and coaches straight) he reminded me that the Blog's time is just about up. I didn't think I would be wrapping things up quite so soon though -- although, in parental retrospect, perhaps I should have.
Sorry for lack of write up -- please feel free to send me any info via email and I will post those and continue to do so throughout June 10. If Sophie is up for it by then we will certainly try to hit a few playoff games.
I do recall a few early terrific plays. Zoe send a long stretch pass up the middle to Rhea within the first three minutes which could have been a goal -- but it is tough to handle the ball on a 30 degree incline. A few minutes later Zoe battled like crazy, won the ball, and sent another great pass up the left side...but, again, field conditions played a role. (I was reminded of playing Rec games at Roeper on Adams road where the field is on a comparable slope -- and having to explain to an opposing coach that -- even though those the 6 year olds get confused -- we do have to switch sides after half time because it is a little odd to have only one team playing straight up hill. To avoid conditions, like that, one Dad said, you have to switch to travel soccer -- ah well, English soccer coaches in suburban American are always trying to replicate playing conditions in impoverished Brazil or Mexico so...).
Emmi sent a great free kick, I know, into the front for a great opportunity. And, as I recall, a few minutes later, after taking a ball out of the air, she delivered a beautiful pass from mid field to Sawyer who carefully placed one in the right corner. 1-0.
I remember watching the regular substitution pattern: Soph gets subbed for by Sophia on right defense and that there was some variation as she was subbed back in for Jill on the left side.
Then I lost my focus a bit. Such is fate -- I had perfectly organized notes going for a change. We froze. Thankfully Zoe's mom yelled for Sophie to take a knee and at least get the play stopped before more damage was done.
Walking Sophie off the field I did catch the second goal from behind the net. I glanced up to see Rhea fight off a desparation two handed shove from the Jags keeper to jam home the second for the Force. We were all quite happy to hear that four more were added on the "downslope."
On Soph: As Alice reported she broke her left collar bone and there might be some shoulder damage, too.
She is out for the season and won't be able to try regular activity for about 8 weeks. This cancels spring basketball as well (for curious fans). We are headed to the orthopedic surgeon soon. With a clavicle break, we discovered, you can't do much. The bone can't be immobilized in a cast. You can only use a sling and try not to move.
Soph heard the bone crack or pop when she hit the ground. When we got to the sidelines we knew something was wrong and were grateful to Cookie when he cleared our stupor by saying she should be looked at. Rhea's Dad gave us a quick thinking good tip about Providence Hospital just off Beck road but we decided to head to home turf and Beaumont with their Pediatric ER section. Having done crisis work in an ER I recall the throngs of weekend evenings, particularly when the weather first turns warm and people start falling off their porches.
Not sure if that was the right call. The ride was excruciating. Every jolt or bump hurt and turns were nightmarish. We couldn't quite tell Sophie that getting to the hospital was not going to provide instant relief.
Fortunately she was seen immediately and, at Pauline's persuasive urging, the staff got pain meds into her right away which provided some relief. X-rays were tough though. We got done and back home by 11. As she can't get up and down right now without severe pain I slept on the floor in her room and Pauline set the alarm to give pain meds every four hours. We are hoping she will be mobile enough to school after Memorial Day.
Yesterday she rested reasonably well. All World manager Alice's team gift of a sports' cookie basket brought the first big smile (not from me -- Sophie thinks the basket looks "too cool" to eat). Even the delivery guy was funny. We watched Young Frankenstein on Comcast -- but she isn't quite ready for Mel Brooks' humor yet. Will work on that during recovery. Neighborhood teammates and friends Anastasia and Kyra came over to raid the pickle jars and that was a welcome distraction, too. As someone who loves words and language and their ability to connect people I always find Stasia's constant chatter uplifting :).
Thanks so much for the calls, texts, and emails. We very much appreciate the support. And, again, feel free to join Sawyer's Dad and send me any info you might want up on the blog.
Today's goal: get Sophie to let us cut the Black Force Jersey off her. Yikes!
Sorry for lack of write up -- please feel free to send me any info via email and I will post those and continue to do so throughout June 10. If Sophie is up for it by then we will certainly try to hit a few playoff games.
I do recall a few early terrific plays. Zoe send a long stretch pass up the middle to Rhea within the first three minutes which could have been a goal -- but it is tough to handle the ball on a 30 degree incline. A few minutes later Zoe battled like crazy, won the ball, and sent another great pass up the left side...but, again, field conditions played a role. (I was reminded of playing Rec games at Roeper on Adams road where the field is on a comparable slope -- and having to explain to an opposing coach that -- even though those the 6 year olds get confused -- we do have to switch sides after half time because it is a little odd to have only one team playing straight up hill. To avoid conditions, like that, one Dad said, you have to switch to travel soccer -- ah well, English soccer coaches in suburban American are always trying to replicate playing conditions in impoverished Brazil or Mexico so...).
Emmi sent a great free kick, I know, into the front for a great opportunity. And, as I recall, a few minutes later, after taking a ball out of the air, she delivered a beautiful pass from mid field to Sawyer who carefully placed one in the right corner. 1-0.
I remember watching the regular substitution pattern: Soph gets subbed for by Sophia on right defense and that there was some variation as she was subbed back in for Jill on the left side.
Then I lost my focus a bit. Such is fate -- I had perfectly organized notes going for a change. We froze. Thankfully Zoe's mom yelled for Sophie to take a knee and at least get the play stopped before more damage was done.
Walking Sophie off the field I did catch the second goal from behind the net. I glanced up to see Rhea fight off a desparation two handed shove from the Jags keeper to jam home the second for the Force. We were all quite happy to hear that four more were added on the "downslope."
On Soph: As Alice reported she broke her left collar bone and there might be some shoulder damage, too.
She is out for the season and won't be able to try regular activity for about 8 weeks. This cancels spring basketball as well (for curious fans). We are headed to the orthopedic surgeon soon. With a clavicle break, we discovered, you can't do much. The bone can't be immobilized in a cast. You can only use a sling and try not to move.
Soph heard the bone crack or pop when she hit the ground. When we got to the sidelines we knew something was wrong and were grateful to Cookie when he cleared our stupor by saying she should be looked at. Rhea's Dad gave us a quick thinking good tip about Providence Hospital just off Beck road but we decided to head to home turf and Beaumont with their Pediatric ER section. Having done crisis work in an ER I recall the throngs of weekend evenings, particularly when the weather first turns warm and people start falling off their porches.
Not sure if that was the right call. The ride was excruciating. Every jolt or bump hurt and turns were nightmarish. We couldn't quite tell Sophie that getting to the hospital was not going to provide instant relief.
Fortunately she was seen immediately and, at Pauline's persuasive urging, the staff got pain meds into her right away which provided some relief. X-rays were tough though. We got done and back home by 11. As she can't get up and down right now without severe pain I slept on the floor in her room and Pauline set the alarm to give pain meds every four hours. We are hoping she will be mobile enough to school after Memorial Day.
Yesterday she rested reasonably well. All World manager Alice's team gift of a sports' cookie basket brought the first big smile (not from me -- Sophie thinks the basket looks "too cool" to eat). Even the delivery guy was funny. We watched Young Frankenstein on Comcast -- but she isn't quite ready for Mel Brooks' humor yet. Will work on that during recovery. Neighborhood teammates and friends Anastasia and Kyra came over to raid the pickle jars and that was a welcome distraction, too. As someone who loves words and language and their ability to connect people I always find Stasia's constant chatter uplifting :).
Thanks so much for the calls, texts, and emails. We very much appreciate the support. And, again, feel free to join Sawyer's Dad and send me any info you might want up on the blog.
Today's goal: get Sophie to let us cut the Black Force Jersey off her. Yikes!
Sunday, May 20, 2012
"awko-taco", drama, part 2, and saying goodbye to cookie
If awko-taco is my current favorite term from my daughter's lexicon then "drama" has to be my second.
Her use of the word "drama" is a bit more complicated than awko-taco. For Soph, drama seems to refer to any bit of social tension or unease that arises during the school day. For example, if two girls have some sort of tif or misunderstanding Sophie will report this, depending on the matter of degree, as "There was lots of/some/a little bit of drama today."
We don't get much more information than this unless said "drama" directly involves her. I am quite proud that she is good at keeping confidences (although the same trait makes me a bit leery heading in to teen years). I was always amazed that girls learn the importance of keeping their mouths shut early on. Boys? Oh, boy. I was dazzled when, starting at age 3 or 4, girls were able to keep quiet about who was invited to what party or what social outing lest some feeling be unnecessarily hurt. Boys seem to learn the opposite. They learn to spot and articulate points of vulnerability ("Look at the HUGE BOOGER on Bobby's nose!!!") -- and they retain this (lack of) skill for most of their lives or until a sufficiently managed by a wife ("my wife handles most of our social stuff" -- good thing!).
In my (probably fortunate) experience, then, the much discussed social viciousness of girls seems overstated. Boys, and men, remain the social exploders and charges to the contrary probably have a bit of old fashioned mysogyny about them. That is, the traditional charge that women are leaky vessels, unable to control their emotions, and prone to histrionics still can be employed. During a recent school election involving taxes I came to dread any discussion with a person of my demographic: white, over 40, male. Maybe one third of that group could argue positions fairly without a) insulting someone b) distorting someone else's arguments c) flying into a rage. Women? Glad they were there.
On gender and drama: Sophie also uses "drama" in a more conventional and what seems to be increasingly popular sense: to refer to someone who shows more affect than a given situation requires. The country (and perhaps) the world prefers a more restrained or managed affect, particularly in men, perhaps because we have to talk to ourselves everyday. When handlers and press started calling President Obama "No Drama Obama" it was generally a positive thing. For Obama, there were no Clintonesque scandals or Bush like verbal eruptions ("Wanted Dead or Alive!"). He was cool (another interesting word), almost to a fault.
David Brooks, my favorite current "conservative," recently opined in the NYTimes that it is only Obama's "cool" that keeps him in such a favorable position heading in to the race against Governor Romney. Brooks argues, more or less, that the state of the union is such that a challenger like Romney should be way ahead but, quite simply, Obama's controlled demeanor has won and maintained votes. In 2008 the single most frequently used term to describe Obama positively was "temperament."
Obama has a good "temperament," people said. He was even keeled, rational, thick skinned. No Drama Obama.
What wasn't discussed too seriously, however, was whether he cultivated such a temperament or whether he was born with it.
Early childhood experts over the last 40 years have claimed temperament is something you are born with it. Some kids are just genetically "cool," able to manage their emotions. Others? Try as we might we yell at soccer officials.
In this the modern term temperament mirrors the older, Renaissance term "Grace," or, in its Italianate form, sprezzatura.
Sprezzatura is the art of making the difficult look easy and every Renaissance courtier aspired to achieve it. To make the difficult look easy one must control one's emotions and avoid "drama" or dramatic expressions. Paradoxically, they must manage "drama" by learning dramatic skills. "Acting," is nothing but masking who you really are or what you really feeling to "perform" something else. Balthassare Castiglione, an early 16century humanist, struggled in the opening pages of his influential The Courtier to explain that -- while once has to be born with sprezzatura -- he will now present a whole treatise on how to develop sprezzatura.
Where along the way did women become better courtiers then men?
Her use of the word "drama" is a bit more complicated than awko-taco. For Soph, drama seems to refer to any bit of social tension or unease that arises during the school day. For example, if two girls have some sort of tif or misunderstanding Sophie will report this, depending on the matter of degree, as "There was lots of/some/a little bit of drama today."
We don't get much more information than this unless said "drama" directly involves her. I am quite proud that she is good at keeping confidences (although the same trait makes me a bit leery heading in to teen years). I was always amazed that girls learn the importance of keeping their mouths shut early on. Boys? Oh, boy. I was dazzled when, starting at age 3 or 4, girls were able to keep quiet about who was invited to what party or what social outing lest some feeling be unnecessarily hurt. Boys seem to learn the opposite. They learn to spot and articulate points of vulnerability ("Look at the HUGE BOOGER on Bobby's nose!!!") -- and they retain this (lack of) skill for most of their lives or until a sufficiently managed by a wife ("my wife handles most of our social stuff" -- good thing!).
In my (probably fortunate) experience, then, the much discussed social viciousness of girls seems overstated. Boys, and men, remain the social exploders and charges to the contrary probably have a bit of old fashioned mysogyny about them. That is, the traditional charge that women are leaky vessels, unable to control their emotions, and prone to histrionics still can be employed. During a recent school election involving taxes I came to dread any discussion with a person of my demographic: white, over 40, male. Maybe one third of that group could argue positions fairly without a) insulting someone b) distorting someone else's arguments c) flying into a rage. Women? Glad they were there.
On gender and drama: Sophie also uses "drama" in a more conventional and what seems to be increasingly popular sense: to refer to someone who shows more affect than a given situation requires. The country (and perhaps) the world prefers a more restrained or managed affect, particularly in men, perhaps because we have to talk to ourselves everyday. When handlers and press started calling President Obama "No Drama Obama" it was generally a positive thing. For Obama, there were no Clintonesque scandals or Bush like verbal eruptions ("Wanted Dead or Alive!"). He was cool (another interesting word), almost to a fault.
David Brooks, my favorite current "conservative," recently opined in the NYTimes that it is only Obama's "cool" that keeps him in such a favorable position heading in to the race against Governor Romney. Brooks argues, more or less, that the state of the union is such that a challenger like Romney should be way ahead but, quite simply, Obama's controlled demeanor has won and maintained votes. In 2008 the single most frequently used term to describe Obama positively was "temperament."
Obama has a good "temperament," people said. He was even keeled, rational, thick skinned. No Drama Obama.
What wasn't discussed too seriously, however, was whether he cultivated such a temperament or whether he was born with it.
Early childhood experts over the last 40 years have claimed temperament is something you are born with it. Some kids are just genetically "cool," able to manage their emotions. Others? Try as we might we yell at soccer officials.
In this the modern term temperament mirrors the older, Renaissance term "Grace," or, in its Italianate form, sprezzatura.
Sprezzatura is the art of making the difficult look easy and every Renaissance courtier aspired to achieve it. To make the difficult look easy one must control one's emotions and avoid "drama" or dramatic expressions. Paradoxically, they must manage "drama" by learning dramatic skills. "Acting," is nothing but masking who you really are or what you really feeling to "perform" something else. Balthassare Castiglione, an early 16century humanist, struggled in the opening pages of his influential The Courtier to explain that -- while once has to be born with sprezzatura -- he will now present a whole treatise on how to develop sprezzatura.
Where along the way did women become better courtiers then men?
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
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