I only realized after a few years…
It wasn’t my child playing the game — it was my own unfinished ambitions chasing the ball.
I compared. I pressured. I corrected.
When all I really needed to do was sit on the sideline — and just cheer.
Today, I wish I could transfer from a team like Daddream Athletic to Childream United.
From Trophyrush Rovers to Joyfirst FC.
From shouting — to trusting.
From pressure — to passion.
💬 If your child could choose… which of these teams would they really want to play for?