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I am reminded of a home video that was taken of one of my soccer games when I was really really little. For some reason my dad decided to film this game. I don't know why. It was surely not for recruiting to the kindergarten team. My dad hates sports. I guess I am glad he showed up.

I haven't seen this video in a while but I remember a few things.

For some background information, I was apparently good, or had potential in soccer when I was really young. However, at the time I didn't like the game. As I have mentioned before it didn't help my soccer career that Michael Jordan played baseball and basketball. I didn't like running around so much. I hated the heat and my favorite part of playing soccer at the time was taking off the shin guards because it felt so good to take them off.

I am pretty sure I was a defender. I remember saying once about soccer that I didn't want all the parents to cheer for me if I scored a goal. I don't know why I said that. Obviously I didn't have the right attitude at the time when it came to being a striker. I also didn't mind messing things up for others, so being a defender would make sense.

I think this is an example of a natural humbleness that I have because I really do remember (I would have no problem being cheered for now) not liking being cheered for... I think this also means that I knew I could have scored but chose not too. That's not good. I don't think my teammates remember me. I don't remember them, so they can't get mad that we didn't win the 1995 SYSL Little Division championship. For whatever reason not being cheered for was something unique with myself and soccer. I never felt like that in any other sport.

Anyway, I remember my dad saying something that he had no business saying. He said that "Tim has no idea what he's doing out there." I resent that when I hear it on video. I resent it becuase, while that's probably true, he has even less of an idea of what is going on than I do. My dad is the same guy who after years of explaining has finally come to understand that white pants are the home team in baseball and grey pants are the road teams.

The funny thing to me about myself and soccer is that I used to hate the sport, until I got to UConn. It was also probably the only sport that a coach ever said I had potential in.

This whole thought came to me while I was on my run around campus today. I had to write it.