Game Day

My youngest man child decided to play football this fall instead of soccer. Full contact football that is--you know the actually knock you down and tackle you football.

Here is a photo of him on his way to practice wearing his big brother's old game jersey for practice. (Take notice of his long hair which he did not want to cut.)


Today was the first game of the season for the youth league. I felt a bit nervous (esp. after reading Lisa's post here.) Chase is the wide receiver on the right in the burnt orange jersey and white pants going out for the pass.


Here's my boy upon completion of a game with all his parts intact. He got the wind knocked out of him once as he played corner back ready to intercept the play. One of his own team mates ran into him as they both had the same objective.


His team --the Longhorns--won 25 - 0. (BTW--do you notice his hair is much shorter? It got too hot under the helmet.)




Engrafted by His Grace--