Soccer, game 1, Luke's bad day.

So two of my three sons are on the same youth soccer team this year. My boys are 6 and 4, but both playing in the kindergarten league. This week was the first game.
Luke, my 4 year old was so stoaked to play. He's been looking forward to soccer since last year when he just watched his brother Jack play.
Well it's game 1, and they're playing another group of rambunctious kids. Luke is running after a ball (with the rest of the heard), when out of nowhere this other kid blindsides him and puts him on the ground. This was no ordinary kid. I can only gently describe him as a spastic, out-of-control, freakshow. I'll call him freakshow for short. Freakshow was running around in circles, even when the game was stopped, definitely screaming for attention.
Well freakshow's coaches keep trying to point him in the right direction, but he still doesn't get the point. Then after a ball went out of bounds, Luke was standing in the middle of the field, when freakshow puts two hands and a shoulder in Luke's back and sends him flying to the ground. Luke is in tears as his coach called for a sub. He came over and sat with me and said "Dad, I don't wanna play soccer no more." Needless to say, I wanted to walk over and make freakshow walk home with three shoes, two on his feet, one up his...
So Luke decided he was done for the night, but all is well. This morning was game 2, and he played and had fun. He even accidentally kicked the ball a couple of times. So he is rehabilitated from his injuries. Thanks to big brother Jack, he had someone to hide behind if things got rough in the kindergarten soccer league.