So, watching Scouty play soccer was one of the most delightful experiences of my whole life.
And Louisey's, I think. She always wanted to know if she could play, too... and got VERY unhappy when we picked her up and moved her away from the action.
I have never cared about sports, especially WATCHING them. I just find them repetitive and I don't really care about it when somebody is good at kicking and running.
Unless that person is Scouty B. Because, she's the best at kicking and running out of anybody in the whole world. I actually lose my head and cheer. There are no goals being scored and nobody's winning or losing, it's all just a bunch of 4 years olds running around aimlessly... but I totally lose control and yell, "Go, Scouty, go!"
Ask her and she'll tell you that she got this medal by being awesome at soccer.