It was dry and I had the air conditioner running.
Both of my sons had soccer games on Saturday. The first game was at 9 in the morning. The next game didn’t start until 1. We had about an hour and a half between the first and second game. By the time the first game ended, the outdoor temperatures were well above 90°. It was extremely warm, bright, and sunny. The boys were complaining about being tired, but we still had a lot of activities planned for the day. When Jack started his game at 1 p.m., the temperature was 99 degrees. Several parents complained about the temperatures, but the coaches had plenty of water and a small amount of shade for the boys. Around 2, it started to rain. The Sun never left the sky, but the rain started falling in buckets. That game was postponed for an hour, but the rain felt great on that hot and humid day. I sat in the car for an hour while it rained and the boys stayed outside and played with their friends. I watched them have fun from the comfort of the car. It was dry and I had the air conditioner running. When the rain stopped, I turned off the air conditioner and went back to the field to join the kids. My younger son’s team won their match that morning by a score of 3-1, but my older son Jack didn’t have good luck. He had three goals scored against him and the team lost without a chance to score a single goal. He was sad and depressed the rest of the day.