But he is small and not particularly fierce and every time he steps onto that field, I know I'm putting him at risk.
Last weekend was particularly rough for his team. It was hot, not heat they haven't experienced before, but heat in which they hadn't played or practiced in several weeks. The teams were very evenly matched, but the coaches had anticipated and prepared for a much tougher competition and those boys played hard.
There were several injuries, mostly on the other team and I remarked to Lawn Boy that the other team must not have kept their boys properly hydrated. Then, in the last quarter, several of our boys went down too. I could see in the huddle at the end of the game that they were exhausted...spent.
I worried, because although my son was fine, I know how I'd feel if he wasn't.
Later that night came an email from the coach in which he inquired after all the boys who'd been hurt, indicating that he hadn't heard from their parents. Slowly, each parent checked in and copied us all so we ALL knew. They were all fine.
I'm so pleased that my son is a part of this team in which we all care and we all check in. I'm sure on other teams in which we've played, coaches checked in with each individual parent, but the other parents were never clued in. I was glad to know... glad to be a part of this team.
For this time, this season, these boys are all "my boys" too and I want to know that they are okay.