Our children, Sarah, 10 and Joseph, 8, participated in their first soccer league game at the Michael Zone Recreation Center up the street this evening. The league has four teams and is a good mix of Black, Hispanic and White youth. (Not exactly what you’d call an homogenous bubble. Read: suburbs.) The game was a rough one, and our kids took their knocks. But in the end, they both played their best. Note: In our family, we try to de-emphasize ultra-competitiveness. That is, we’re trying to teach the kids that the essence of sports should be about team camaraderie, good clean physical excertion, fun… After the game (which our kids team won), Sarah came up to me and said: “We really killed them Dad!” … Apparently Liz and I might have, oh, a little more parenting to do in this area.