Tonight was also the last night of football. It seems crazy that we're done; it's been such a big part of our lives since practices started in June.
John had a great season. He got play time in every game, which was much more than some of the kids got. He has grown so much, matured. I am so very proud of him!
Tonight, I honor him with my blog. Here are a few pictures from the season...
This was on July 1st. He's getting ready to go to his first scrimmage (summer passing-league). They'd only been practicing for about two weeks at this point.
This was taken mid-August. They're at their first official scrimmage; some school up in Escondido. It was 110 degrees that day. We were dying just sitting there; I can't imagine playing in it!
He made it though! Look at that smile!
So handsome!
September 4th, The First Game
Unfortunately, he didn't get to play in that first game. He was knocked unconscious at practice three days before and received quite a good (or bad!) concussion. He was side-lined for a week. They were nice enough to let him work the chain gang; he's over there on the far side in an orange vest.
At least he made the best of it. He's played in every game since!
Warming up for our first away game. His aunt & uncle, as well as a cousin from Colorado were in town and got to see him rush the QB (he was a defensive end) and force a bad throw which resulted in an interception. It was a beautiful thing.
A series of events led him a new number. He went from #80 to #59. It's all good; he just wants to play, he doesn't care what number he is.
Love, love, love that face!
Love, love, love that face!
In keeping with the never-know-what-number-you'll-be theme of this season, at this game he wore #70. I don't have any better pictures because my camera pooped out. In this one, he's talking with his coach and fellow linemen right before they went in for the game-saving goal line stand. Yep, he's good.
So proud of you, son.
Go Nighthawks!
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