Devin has watched his older siblings play soccer for years and it's been tough sitting on the sidelines, waiting for his turn. That's kind of the story if his life. Yesterday was his first soccer game (last Saturday was the first one for the team, but we were out of town). He is on the Sharks this year and his team consist of a bunch of 3/4 year olds from our neighborhood.
Devin was a little apprehensive at first when I took him out to the field. He kept complaining of his legs hurting and him being thirsty. The team they were playing was in all white and black uniforms and when I explained to him that the black team were the bad guys and that he needed to punish them (Ha ha, how racist does that sound?) it lit a fire under him and he was happy to play. With Devin, you just have to play to his very competitive nature and he's good to go.
It's hilarious watching a team of kids this age. LOTS of tears, LOTS of smiles, and LOTS of drama. Devin decided that kicking the ball was stupid and he could throw it much more efficiently. So he kep picking up the ball to put it somewhere else. As you can see, he pouted a lot when they would blow the whistle at him. But the dude scored two goals for his team and made a couple of assists! Way to go SHARKS!!