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There’s No Crying In Football!

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Or maybe there is when you middle son makes a huge hit and drives the ball over the end zone, to make the game winning touchdown!!!  (bear with this bragging Mother!) This leaves Grandma and Mom in tears on the sideline!

Football is officially over (yeah, there was much rejoicing) but I have to say it was a great year for all three of my boys.

Getting Ready

You don’t want to get in #12′s way!
Getting the Tackle

He was all concentration and made a good captain this year.
Middle Son

He was the team’s kicker and second string quarterback . Here is Middle Son (#12) making the points after (in pop warner they are worth two points instead of one).

MIddle Son Field Goal

My oldest son was an animal on the field. These two guys could not stop #80!

Oldest Son being Tackled

Here he is again, sneaking around the guys. Go #80!
Going for a tackle

The face of victory never looked any better.
Joy

Youngest was practicing his Heisman pose.
Striking a Pose

But once he is in the game, it is all seriousness.
Deep in Thought

It only seemed fitting that we had to sit in the rain during the last football game, since during the first game of the season we sat in pouring rain.
Football in Rain

It was a good season. Youngest son got his first interception, middle son scored his first touchdown, and my oldest just plain hit hard and kept the opponents on their behind. Great work boys.
Trio

Football Follies

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I spent my Saturday staring at this:

First was my youngest game, which they won!

Some serious discussions

Good game honey.

I love cheerleaders, I believe every team needs them. What I don’t like

is when this is my only view because we are on a field with no stands.

We pause for a Gatorade break.

There much better. Now we have middle son’s game. Which by the way we won. This is him kicking off at the beginning of the game.

Here is middle son looking up at coach.

Sometimes he sits down on the job, just like at home.

Huh? What did you say coach?

We pause for a cool “artsy” picture as my husband calls them.

Oh good middle son back on the attack. Good game honey, you made two more field goals. (he has yet to miss this year =) says proud momma.)

Oh thirsty again? Here is another Gatorade break.

Now we have oldest son. Who won his game also (see a theme here?)

It began to rain, but that did not deter #80.

Yep that would be my baby on the ground.

The sun began to set on the day.

But all ended well, the temperature was BEAUTIFUL, and all three boys won!

I Was Shaken and Stirred This Weekend

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First some football pictures. Youngest son lost their first game, middle son had 4 points to his name and won their first game, oldest son lost their game.

Yougest Son

Middle Son

Now how did that get in here?

Oldest Son: (aren’t you glad I don’t have more kids, hehe)

Awwww my manly man:

Look at that four point stance. (yes I am proud that I KNOW that is a 4pt stance)

What kicking form. Good job baby…

Everything was going good until oldest son’s game. Right at the beginning, a kids from the opposing team broke his elbow and had to go the hospital, then later towards the end of the game one our players either sprained or popped his knee and had to go to the hospital. But what shook me up was the accident before half time. The type of accident that leaves this mother in the stands, with tears streaming down her face wondering why I let my kids play football.

From the stands all the crowd could see is one of our players was down, and not moving. They called the ambulance, still he was not moving. And the word was it was his neck. I was shaking and it took everything I had to not go get my son and head home… game over. But I could not, especially with manly man coaching, I knew he would protect our son to the best of his ability.

We came home and I walked into the bedroom with manly man and just sobbed into his shirt saying, “that could have been my son.” At the time we did not know if this kid broke his neck or if he will ever walk again. It was to much reality for this mother and I knew some other mom was sitting at the hospital wondering if her child was ok.

We had planned to go out to dinner for manly man’s birthday, so as a family we continued with our plans and tried to be upbeat. But it is like having an elephant in the room and trying to ignore it, we were all wondering about this young boy. One the way home things began hitting my 14 year old and he began crying and could not stop.

Manly man called the other coaches to see if there was any updates on either of our players injuries. Finally we got a call around 11pm telling us this sweet boy got what is called a stinger (which made it so he could not move his limbs) but later on at the hospital everything came back. And all he has is a badly sprained neck. Praise Jesus!!!

So I still ask the question. Why do I let my boys play football. I guess I am going to ask why do I let my child drive? Why am I going to let my child go off to college? I think as a Mother I can only protect them so much, but this weekend shook me to the core. It truly is like having your heart walk on the outside of your body when you have kids.