Word: soccer
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...their hands over just how representatives of the world's lone superpower should comport themselves. When can we cheer? Are we cheering too much? Too little? Should I leave the GOD BLESS THE U.S.A. fanny pack at the hotel? It didn't help that a presumed ally, the Iraqi soccer team, was less than grateful during its surprising run to the bronze-medal game (the team ultimately finished fourth). The Bush campaign used the Iraqi team's success to score political points but neglected to mention that one of Uday Hussein's henchmen still oversees the team...
...sandy-haired, gap-toothed 6-year-old daughter got a pair of cleated black shoes and shin guards so that she could attend soccer camp this month, which she wants to do because her pal Charlie Hooley is going, and that is how the twig is bent around here. The dad has little to say about it. Fate is everything. Thanks to a dog that jumped on her when she was 3, she is terrified of dogs, and thus are we spared the curse of dog ownership...
Almost every day my little girl climbs into her old man's lap and puts her little arms around his neck and lays her head against his chest and melts his heart like cheese under the broiler. She comes home from soccer and bursts into the house and cries "Daddy!" and runs and clasps his knees for perhaps four seconds, or three, and this is the Hallelujah Chorus and the Water Lilies at Giverny of parenthood. And sometimes she says, "I love you so much." This is so indescribably lovely that the old man feels dread in his heart: When...
...wife Cathy living four blocks away and the two taking turns caring for their kids every few days, Kabat often gets frustrated. "For the first year, I felt completely out of control," he explains. "There were so many things to keep track of: How do I get them to soccer? Where do I find child care? Did they go potty before bedtime?" But the hardest part, even two years after the divorce, is keeping his cool with...
...spectators couldn't stop wringing their hands over proper comportment in a world grown hostile toward the lone superpower. (Were they cheering too much? Too little? Should they leave the God Bless The USA fanny pack at the hotel?) It didn't help that a presumed ally, the Iraqi soccer team, swatted away suggestions that its surprising run to fourth place came courtesy of U.S. liberators. One Iraqi, upset at his team's inclusion in a campaign ad for George W. Bush, said he'd be fighting in the resistance if he weren't beating up on Portuguese fullbacks. Most...