We got to the field to find Tracy and Rylan on the side lines waiting for Nolan's team to arrive. I tried my hand at some fancy foot work, but it lost something in the translation. Nolan however showed me "no mercy".
I've seen better moves at a demolition derby. Grandpa is very, very rusty, like the "Tin Man" after the rain. Grandpa paid dearly the next day.
Nolan moved like the wind with wings on his heals. He dribbled the ball down field or stopped an advance, no matter how big the adversary. He is in Kindergarten, playing against all 1st graders. That may seem like a small thing until you see the comparative size of the other team. Many of them towered over him especially the girls. (He is a little shy (and fearful) of the "fairer sex", as well he should be. Wait until he gets older!))
He had a wreck with one of the "big girls" and came limping to the sidelines to be consoled by his mother. Tracy encouraged him to go back in immediately. He sat out several minuets, but summoned his courage and went to the field again. His team has only six members, just enough to field a complete team, but no substitutes.
His team "Green" won by a large margin, but who is counting. (Ha!) His proud grandpa that's who. He is a sweet boy and is grounded well by his wonderful loving parents. With his God given and parental encouraged talents, he should go far in soccer & all athletic endeavors. I pray that he will gives his attention to and enjoys school as well, I would like to see him become a well rounded scholar, athlete and gentleman.
LOve, Grandpa Pirate.
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