You Win Some and Sometimes You Lose A Lot

     Today I will talk about my ruined soccer career. Yes, the dogs have not really done much except Hoover. He decided to mess up the bed while we were at soccer. When he isn't being mischievous, he spends his day hogging the air conditioning vent. So it's about time to talk about soccer. So, now to begin the epic tale of 'You win some, and lose a lot'.

     It all started when we got news that a make up game was going to be played on Friday at 5:30 in Greenwood. Unfortunately, the same day and time as the Learning Festival. That's the time of year when students present work to their parents and play games. I had to choose between soccer and school. I obviously chose soccer but with a little regret. 

     So a friend and I went up north to Greenwood. The first team we would play was Center Grove. I'll never forget that one player. It was number 3. Our coach said he was a young obnoxious kid. He fouled me 3 times! And he even told my friend that he fouled me purposely.  But I sure showed him when I stole the ball from him, faked him out, and scored! But we lost the game.  
     Next was a game against St. Francis. They seemed to be a league ahead of our team. BUT mom says they had to be U-10s to play against our team. But every player was a few inches taller than any of us. But I guess Mom is right. They do have to be U-10s to play against my team. Curse you, logic! We lost that game as well.

Still Standing

     Then after what was suppose to be the last game, my coach asked if I wanted to play another game because another Cutter team was short players. I asked mom if I could play a third game. Her expression said, "Really, you want to stay for a third game?" I did. The third game I wasn't as energetic because I was tired. And there were 2 more game yet to come.

     On Saturday the two games came. We would play against the same teams but they had some different players this time. This game was a lot better for us. Our team played very well. My friend, another friend, and I were unstoppable. We were passing all the time and that led us to victory!

     But our victory was short lived. The next game was terrible. We lost, 11 to 1. This is where my soccer career ends because no club will want to pick me up after we lost that bad. Despite losing, I still went to Bub's and ate like a starved soccer player. Maybe I still have a chance for Barcelona.
     Small news to share: We went to the animal shelter on Sunday and when we walked in, they said the regulars are here. I think we are getting well known. We're also getting to know some of the animals well. All of the cats, dogs, and rabbits were so cute and nice. Anyway, I locked mom in a cat colony. We got a laugh out of it, especially me.   

A friend at the shelter

   Well, thanks for reading my post. I hope it wasn't too boring if you don't like soccer. Stay tuned to hear about the end of the school year and my podcast. Maybe in the meantime, the dogs will do something.