Farewell Soccer

We gave up only two goals this weekend and scored 11, but it wasn't enough. We lost an important game one with 20 seconds left in the game, and we came home early Sunday. Keagan had a great weekend playing left back, midfield, and Stryker.

 

Interestingly we were in the middle of game one in the stadium when we heard a series of gunshots. I told the other parents it was nothing to worry about because we were in Memphis just two weeks ago and heard gunshots and assumed a gun range was nearby. But then a series of sirens interrupted our game, and we soon learned we had all heard a drive by shooting. I don't think I drove faster than 40mph the rest of my time in Memphis. 

Today we packed away the soccer uniforms and cleats. It saddens me to put it all away, but it will make spring season all that more sweeter! Here's to new friends, new teammates, and a new season!

 

Ready to Ball

Tonight's Junior Varsity game was only two - six minute halves, but Keagan got to start over some of the 7th graders. This is an accomplishment in and of itself. He had a strong defensive game, but after a 10 point lead at half, we lost by two points.

It was a disappointing loss, but we get to try again Monday night.

Better than Ever in Two Short Weeks

This is what happens when your boy has a great game.

Someone from the opposing team decides he is too much of a threat and decides to take him out.

At Monday's night's game, Evan had half of the team's points. Another player went for Evan as he drove in for a layup. He took Evan's legs out from under him, and Evan crashed to the gym floor. He jumped up and finished the game, but Wednesday, he couldn't walk. We took him to the doctor and he was diagnosed with a deep tissue contusion. He will be out 2-3 weeks.

We are bummed, to say the very least.

Bummed.

Thankfully, though, he doesn't have anything broken. He will be back to prove himself. You can bet on that!

He Outdid Himself Tonight

True to his word, Evan proved himself tonight. It was our first middle school basketball game of the season, and Evan really outdid himself. He had 20 points, 7 rebounds, 3 assists, and 3 blocks. Better than his stats, though, was his behind the back lay-up that wowed the crowd. When I thought it couldn't get any better, he did his spin move under the goal before going up for a basket. I won't lie. I went wild in the stands. I mean, I went wild cheering for him. He told me last June he planned to do these two moves in his first school basketball game, and he worked all summer long perfecting those moves. He did it tonight and I was so proud of him!

 

We beat Kenwood 45-34.

Financial Advice from a 14 Year Old

Evan: "When I'm an adult, I'm not using a bank. I mean, the Stock Market could crash and I would lose everything. I don't care if you think it's stupid, but I'm keeping my money in a shoebox under my bed. Banks cannot be trusted with my money or anyone else's. It is much safer that way. Just wait. One day it will happen. I will still have money and you won't. You will wish you stored your money in a box under your bed, too."


The wisdom of a now 14 year old.

Brothers

Blond hair and blue eyes. Brown hair and brown eyes.

Small and agile. Tall and powerful.

They are nothing alike physically, and yet their mannerisms are so much alike. 

Case in point. The tongue is out when there is a play on the ball.

 

 

Hands on hips in between plays.

 

To be so different, they are so much alike.

Celebrate!

 

On Wednesday Evan fastened this birthday hat to his head with Bobbie pins and walked the 8th grade halls for all to see and wish him a happy birthday. Crowds of kids gathered around his locker in between classes and caused major traffic jams. On Thursday he went to school and found himself with a new locker at the end of the hallway and...on the bottom row! The ultimate punishment for my 6'1" class clown!

We finally celebrated Evan's birthday today with cake and ice cream. This pesky thing called sports got in the way Wednesday and Thursday nights.

 

 

May all of your wishes come true, Baby Boy!