Somehow,
this weekend turned into
the tournament weekend
for all things sport.
So let's get it on!
Tucker had his last soccer game
of the season
What a difference from the first games
of running around all the other players
to now running in front of the other players!
He looks like a real baller!
Yay, Cheetahs!
You've never met a boy
more proud of his trophy--
"It's my first trophy"
he told anyone who would listen
Mom didn't get a lot of pictures of
Weston's last game--
it was a rough one,
reaching mercy-rule by half-time
but he said he learned a ton,
loves playing running back,
and is excited for next season.
That's a win.
The Phantoms had a rough tourney--
after only 2 or 3 losses all season,
they lost the first 2 games,
knocking them out of the top bracket.
They're hungry for next season...
My team, the Pirates,
had a different go.
We played some really tough teams
with some really...spirited parents
on the sidelines.
(One kid's parents screamed at him
so much, he started crying.
He's SIX!)
(One kid's parents screamed at him
so much, he started crying.
He's SIX!)
But that intimidation didn't slow us down!
We took FIRST PLACE
in the fall tournament.
My first gold medal!
A great fall season for everyone!
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