Soccer tournaments are interesting creatures...well maybe it is sports in general, but tournaments give you the highs and lows all compacted into one very short intense weekend!! Let me get straight to the end and say the Wil played 5 games in 24 hours (really his first game was 11 am Sat and the last at 11 on Sunday!)...exhausted and leaving everything on the field would be an understatement. He played on 2 teams, the U9 and U11. The U9 team finished in 2nd place, and even though it is a victory, this would be the agony of defeat as we lost the tournament early this morning, we could not be prouder of the boys, but omg to know that you are so close and to not win is hard for the boys (and their parents) to take. Yes, this is probably where I should go into the "life lessons" speech, but really we wanted to win. The boys are still very happy with their trophies and won2, lost 1 and tied 1. There are probably some memories that you wish didn't happen and the story is probably much better told in person, and Wil has more class than any 9 year old I know as when William was down on the ground after a nasty play, another player spit (yes you read right, SPIT) on him. He didn't get mad, he got even and scored both goals in the 2-0 victory. (Yes, call me if you want to know how I FELT ABOUT IT!). Way to go WIL!
The U11 team tied for 2nd place but since it is a points tournament the other team had 1 more goal than us so they got the trophies but we still tied, agony again, but the boys played kids TWO years older than them, not to mention MUCH taller and heavier and dang our boys simply outplayed everyone, but they just needed legs that were 6 inches longer or a head that could jump 6 inches more!!! We were not outplayed won 2, lost 1 and tied 1...we were just too short!!!
And now for the joy of victory, WILLIAM had an amazing tournament, especially on Saturday! HE played out of his mind, wicked awesome. One of those days, where you can't believe he is 9 and that he is YOUR kid!! I can not tell you how much joy we get out of watching our kids play (win or lose)! Wil had not one but TWO head ball goals on Saturday (seriously??? TWO?? come on he is nine that is unheard of), but his attempts to make head goals were just as amazing! We took to calling him superman as every time he was diving for a head ball it looked like he was flying vertical to the ground!! MVP chants were prevalent and he (and we) was very modest and gracious in accepting all the accolades, it was almost impossible to keep my heart in my chest (and his daddy...lol, we won't mention what he was calling his son, but.... well he knows what I mean), let's just say our faces HURT from smiling!! Yeah, he's not perfect and this won't be the biggest thing he does in life, but wow to be his mom on Saturday was amazing!!LOVE YOU SUPERMAN!!!
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