The Soccer Game for the History Books

Ok, so it's not a secret that we were questioning B's soccer abilities. I mean we've gone 2 seasons without seeing him score a goal. We went one season without even seeing him kick the ball. But we remind ourselves that we're not there to win, we're not even there to kick the ball, obviously, but we're there to learn teamwork and for fun.

So last Saturday's game started off the same as usual. We're late, kids are whining, you know, the usual. B asked if we could get ice cream, and we both said "Sure, if you score a goal, we'll get ice cream after the game."

Warning: lots of pictures of kids running after a ball.

B and his best soccer bud, Conner.

Game starts with us yelling to kick the ball, and Briley yelling back. He told us in the car that if we told him what to do, he'd quit. So here he is saying he'll leave the field if we say anything else.

Then we see a change. The kid starts going after the ball with determination.

He stayed after it constantly.

He scores!!! This is right after scoring his 2nd, yes 2nd!!!! goal. I missed the first one because I was cheering so loud.

Victory walk, recapping exactly how amazing he was.

A bigger smile after scoring goal # THREE.

Bragging to everyone on the side how he was so speedy quick that no one could see him and that's why he scored.



Ok, look at his face.

See the tongue. It comes out every time he concentrates hard. We're working on that b/c I'd really like to avoid a trip to the ER for biting his tongue in half.

I love Conner's victory dance.

Lawson eats and plays during the games. He was using me as a jungle gym this game, which was driving me crazy.

He's kind of cute though, so it's hard to get mad.

Oh my goodness, soccer man B! We are so very proud of you. Obviously, he was treated to ice cream, and we couldn't quit talking about it all weekend.