So two Saturdays ago I went with a couple bros to throw around a disc and catch up on the excitement (or surplus of errands) of the past few weeks. We went to a school that apparently teaches "The Global Leaders of Tomorrow" and they've got some beautiful grounds to play on. The field is turf, that's expected in Korea, and one of the biggest I've seen with top-notch soccer nets. We played some horse and other games: great time, lots of laughs and daring bank shots.
As the day progressed more kids started filling the field playing soccer. Restless from the hour or so of throwing we decided to play these tweeners in 3-v-3. No goalies. Full field. Needless to say, my lungs were heaving by the second goal (it might have even been the first). Two of the three had really good chip-shots and managed a majority of their goals in that fashion. However, we kept our composure and pulled out the first dubya of the day. A great thing about kids they are sticklers for knowing the score.
One guy went off to see somebody or to his job, I don't remember, and then these two pint-sized children, I'd say they were six years old, invited us to play against them*. Full field. No goalies. This was much more of a wash. Two full strides and they were in the dust. Obviously, I didn't do this every time. They were both really good, one kid was decked out in his full uniform cleat to collar. The other spoke exceptional English. The pro-to-be even went for a slide tackle moving maybe half a foot in the process. Sewww adorable. The field started filling up and the English-speaking kid decided to go to penalty kicks. I didn't get a single one.
Lastly, as the sun was setting, three kids, Grade 6 or 7, asked us to play with them as my buddy 'tended for them during their warm-up. They were smart; they made us the captains and we picked the teams through a couple rounds of rock-paper-scissors. I apparently picked the best player second round and he was a defensive and offensive phenom. It was convenient because I was tired from a long day. In the end the sun was gone and our stomachs were growling. Thankfully we had planned to dine at Infinite Chicken - yes INFINITE. It was a great way to recover from a glorious day of exercise.
*Korea is not like North America in a lot of ways. One of which is that looming threat of children being kidnapped when they go to play at the park. Here that isn't a big thing: kids above the age of 6 go to the park with their friends and nothing bad happens. In fact they happily invite strangers to play with them. This might change with the demographic as well, we were at the school designed for the leaders of tomorrow it might be sketchier in the rougher parts of town.
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