Just relaying one of those moments I watched last weekend as winter indoor cranked up. My son's club puts together mixed teams for short-term leagues over the winter at a local facility, so his team for the first of those "seasons" is a mix of kids from three (maybe four) teams in his club, including a player whose outdoor team is what amounts to a C team for mostly 2004s. The boy clearly likes the game and I think he would play whether he was in a club or not, but he's pretty limited in terms of skill or athletic ability. He was forced to play in goal for about a half and had what had to be the game of his life -- diving saves, kick saves, stopping shots at incredibly close range, tipped shots over the bar, great distribution, big cheers from his teammates, ... I think he allowed a couple of goals, but could have easily let in six or seven. You could tell that, even though he isn't a keeper outdoors, he's worked at it some. After the game, his dad (who I know a bit) was just over the moon, talking about his son really had been working on it at home, ... The dad's a soccer guy (he's not from the US) and I'm guessing has watched a lot of not-great youth soccer involving his son's teams over the years. This was the opposite of that. And when his son wandered up, they had one of those huge moments of pride that only come along in a parent-child relationship every now and then. I love seeing that sort of stuff.