Just when I thought a weekend of soccer with these guys could not
be any more fun, I experienced this past weekend's tournament in Thomasville.
Even though our championship game ended in a loss after a full round of penalty shots and then sudden death, I was still able to function semi-normally today. Evan, though, lost the battle with the emotional roller coaster ride. He was in bed this afternoon at 3:56 with a migraine. Keagan is not far behind. He is on the couch wrapped in a blanket in a semi-conscious state without his usual afternoon snow cone request.
We came away from the tournament with a second place win, and an
even higher ranking. Evan says he has never before had such a heavy medal
around his neck, and Keagan wants to know why we have to wait three weeks for
the next tournament.
It remains a mystery to me why so few people
do this on the weekend.
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