I keep having random jabs of pain when thinking about T. I’m so scared for him. I feel like I’m letting him down by not being there, I can’t warm up with him or give him a face to face pep talk.
If he does not absolutely kill it tonight, then I’m almost certain that he won’t make it, or at the very least, will be moved down a level. I don’t even want to think about his heartbreak if that happens. Baseball was enough tears, but soccer? and with his best friend on that team.. ugh I can’t... baseball was also a little easier because he was just-turned-7yr old, trying out for a 9U team.. none of his friends made it. This is different because he’s already been playing with this team.
I just wish I had some kind of magic word to get rid of his nerves. He has to figure out how to handle this high pressure himself, if he doesn’t, then all of his skills don’t really mean anything in the big picture, at least not at this level of play.