You really enjoyed the first season of soccer, and we loved going to the games. In the beginning, you got frustrated because you had no pacing, and would run as hard as you could until a few minutes later, you were tired.
Like your father, you decided to work smarter rather than harder, and took to playing goalie – no fighting over the ball, and not much running. That’s my boy!
You blocked many goals, and took my advice to charge incoming opponents BEFORE they had a chance to shoot.Â And you are SO handsome in your uniform. Here you are with your best buddy Dylan, who picked the same number as you by chance.