As some of you may know, it's World Cup season which means A LOT of soccer in a very short period of time. Four years ago, Jason was chasing the games through Germany and backpacking around Europe. We met two weeks later at Peace Corps orientation and here we are ... watching the World Cup from Shanghai. I watch about 1 1/2 games each night and then fumble around, completely disoriented when Jason's alarm goes off for the 2:30 am match. I have yet to actually watch one of the late matches ... poor Jason.
Our school had a World Cup day on Tuesday which was topped off with a staff vs. student soccer game. It was my first time getting to watch Jason play in a semi-real game. While watching him, I was reminded how I would have never imagined that I would be married to a soccer player. In high school & college, soccer players always seemed to be some of the cutest boys around and quite unattainable for someone like me. And yet here I am, the very proud wife of a very cute soccer player :)
Jason's jersey was a gift from the boys teams that he helped coach this Spring. They could never remember his last name which resulted in being called "Schtuff" which I think is a compliment considering the other two coaches ended up with "Romeo" & "Juliet!"