On Wednesday, Captain Jelly Belly had his first Junior Soccer game. He was so excited; even though it was pouring rain he didn’t hesitate to put on his new little cleats (so cute!) and run out onto the field.
Before the game, the team had to pick a team name. The Captain and I had talked about this a few days earlier. He’d just finished jumping off the edge of the bed onto a pillow and I’d called him a Crazy Monkey, so the Captain said he’d like to name his soccer team the Crazy Monkeys.
I thought that was pretty good.
I warned him, though, that the other kids would all be allowed to submit an idea. Then everyone would choose as a group and maybe they wouldn’t pick his idea. And if that happened, he was NOT ALLOWED TO CRY, instead he just had to shrug and say, “Oh, well, maybe next time.”
Every day for the past week I’ve been emphasizing that they might not pick his name. SO BE PREPARED.
So what happens on Wednesday? The coach asks if anyone has a name suggestion.
One lone hand shoots up in the air. “Captain?” “CRAZY MONKEYS.”
No one else had any other suggestions. One boy kept saying that he did not like Crazy Monkeys, but he had no ideas of his own. He’s going to grow up to be one of those naysayers in meetings who poo-poos on everyone else’s hard work while contributing nothing of his own.
Too bad, naysayer boy!
Crazy Monkeys it is.
We’re so proud.
TurtleHead 
Hilarious. Let me know when you’re going to watch a game on a nice day, and I’ll join you.
But don’t bother letting her know if it’s raining out, because on days like that you’re on your own.
No, no, no… that’s only if it’s windy. 🙂
Actually, I’m proud of how far I’ve come when ti comes to rain. I don’t even own an umbrella anymore! I got a full rain suit a couple of years ago, and the rain jacket makes me feel pretty invincible. Playing outdoor ultimate in both summer and fall has also taught me that I won’t melt in the rain. I know I’d much rather play in rain than in wind, that’s for sure!
I wish my soccer team had been called the Crazy Monkeys! We were something about closets (sponsored by a clothing store), but I forget the actual name, since it was 25 years ago. (Holy crap, how did it become 25 years ago that I was 5 and on a soccer team?)
Totally freakin’ awesome. I even love it when this happens to me — I manage my expectations carefully, but I also don’t give up hope, and every once in a while, dreams come true!
Plus, Crazy Monkeys is just an outstanding name for a soccer team, for any age.