As in it was ironic that a torrential down pour started AFTER I had unloaded all the kids, herded them to the field, set up the goal and the cones and instructed the the fill in coach. This, of course, caused all the parents to crowd around me asking exactly how hard does it have to rain before we call the game.
Part of me wanted to stay and let the kids play since last week had been canceled too. I mean we were already wet at that point. But then I looked over at cute little Sanders who had just about the bravest face I'd ever seen trying to tough it out, shivering beyond control. That's when you call a game. Ironic or not.
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