In a complete 180 from last spring, this fall Sam loves soccer practice and is lukewarm about the games. He has been happy enough to go to the games but generally just more excited about the refreshments at the end than anything else. Juice boxes, y'all. The accompanying snack could be gold-leaf-covered-chocolate-superpower-inducing-gummy worms, and he'd still go for the juice box first. Because we are on a strict no juice policy (within the confines of our home). You can imagine how devastated he was when it was our turn to supply the snacks, and I brought water. Even Bruce thought that was a bold move. But, in case you hadn't heard, sugar is poison. Just so you know.
But Sam has been warming up to the games lately, in large part, I think, due to increased confidence. He slowly discovered that he could mix it up with the best of them and only get knocked down a little bit. He has even scored a goal or two so far.
Check out this crew. Don't be fooled by the tutu. She's the best on the team. She tore up the soccer field during their last practice, while wearing cowboy boots. I love her.
Running fast.
Here is Sam (on the left), getting into the mix a little bit. Check out the tall girl throwing an elbow. These girls are no joke. That giant of a man in the background is her dad. He played football at Carolina and as a pro for a few years. He is Sam's favorite coach.
Look at this defensive line (you'll pardon me if that's a football term, as I really have no idea how the game is played). Have you ever seen anything more adorable? See how Sam has placed his foot directly in front of little tutu? That's his strategy. He'll either get off in front of her or trip her. Same team, Sam!
Here are a couple of shots of Sam doing some ball handling:
Finally, a little video I like to call, "Turn it around!" It's hard to see, but that's Sam in front, kicking the ball down the field and then, eventually, off the field. And you can hear his coach shouting, "Turn it around, turn it around!"
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