July 3, 2009
Soccer keeps Hurricane family busy
After traveling throughout the East, playing nearer to home appreciated
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BARBOURSVILLE, W.Va. -- Hurricane resident Terry McWatters rarely uses his digital SLR camera.

He has barely captured any photos, despite his three kids playing club and school soccer almost every other day.

"It might have been a waste of money, really," he said.

Over the past few years, Terry and his wife, Cathy, have racked up over 300,000 miles driving to countless cities east of the Mississippi River.

Yet, each place seems the same, Terry said.

"We just end up seeing a soccer field all weekend long," he said.

On Friday afternoon, they found themselves at a familiar venue, joined by their son, Ryan, and daughter, Brittany. The four of them watched Wes, their son and sibling, who plays with the West Virginia U-15 Rowdies. The team squared off against a nationally ranked team from Virginia.

After the first 10 minutes, Wes, who played a striking role, was given a yellow card. At that point, Terry looked down and realized he had only snapped a few pictures.

A few minutes later, the touchline erupted with noise as the team from West Virginia scored a low goal to the corner. Despite Wes being sidelined, the McWatters erupted with cheers.

Since they started attending tournaments, the McWatters have embedded themselves in a traveling caravan of families who know each other just as well as their own kin.

"Some of the kids call me 'mom' and sometimes I'll call them 'son,'" Cathy said. "It really just consumes all of our lives. I don't know what we're going to do when the three of them go away to college."

Ryan, 17, is the closest to college, and plans to attend West Virginia University. He said he might play soccer in school, but plans to focus on going to medical school.

His sister, Brittany, 13, also wants to attend medical school, she hopes at the University of North Carolina.

Near the end of Friday's soccer game, the Rowdies began to channel some of the magic from the U.S. Men's National Team when it played Spain. They were 1-0 up, but faced wave after wave of pressure from the other team. Shot after shot, the ball clanged on the crossbar, post or just missed the goal by a few inches.

Every so often, there was a shout from the crowd or a compliment for the goalkeeper, who despite his short stature, kept his team in the game.

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