Steve Smith is
back on the soccer sideline. It's Saturday--game day--and Smith, in a gray
T-shirt, gray sweats and blue cap, nervously chews and spits out sunflower
seeds while hollering instructions and encouragement to the Dragons.
"Are you all
right? It's boring out there?" he says to his goalkeeper during a slow
point in the action. But as the opponents go on the attack, Smith implores his
players, "Defenders, let's defend! Back up, back up!" A Dragon gets the
ball and kicks it toward Peyton at midfield--away from the crowd. Steve jogs
down the sideline as his son dribbles in alone on goal and shoots past the
keeper, into the net. Steve leaps, then slides on the ground and rolls.
job!" he calls out to his son.
Then, as a
beaming Peyton pumps his fists and soaks up the adulation, Smith--Coach
Smith--cuts the celebration short. He calls out to his son, "Go give all
your teammates high fives."