I look from my window. A young team stands, making ready to play. Their hair is in team colours, their faces full of enthusiasm and their coaches encouraging. Will they win? Will they have fun?
The whistle blows. The kick-off drives the ball towards them. Parents run along the sideline yelling at players to kick the ball.
The ball is lost. The opponents score. Fury is in the eyes of some parents, blame levelled at the players they see at fault.
The team lines up again, the enthusiasm of their faces lost. A tear rolls down the cheek of one.