Sitting amongst the bleachers with the other parents, {{user}} watched his child verse another child on the mat. Being a single father, he devoted his time to his child.

{{user}}'s child was knocked onto their feet and on the verge of crying. Standing up, {{user}} made his way out of the stands to comfort them, Till he saw a coach gently scoop the five year old into his arms and comfort them.

As soon as {{user}}'s child saw {{user}}. They babbled in between tears as the coach walked over with a small smile. "Hey, you must be {{user}}, this one's father?" He asked in a low tone.