That's him, number 12 (John Stockton's number as Dyson calls it) He did really well.... well between the pouting. He was pouting when he didn't block a goal or when a really fast girl on his team out ran him to score a goal... poor little pouter! Oh well, it was fun and he had fun. Such an improvement from the first year he played soccer... did I say played? He didn't play last time we had signed him up, he never wanted to go in, I spent more time trying to bribe him than anything, so I can deal with a little pouting, as long as he's trying!
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It's the FOHAWK! It's what make's an average soccer player, great.
Go Colby! Go! I hope he doesn't take after you in sports. Remember when we played Jr. Jazz and we scored in the wrong basket. I also remember Rusty making fun of the way I ran; it has scarred me for life. Every time I run I can hear his laugh in my head.
I love little people sports, you always can find something to chuckle at, whether it is nose picking or kicking the ball the wrong direction. Good Job Colby!
But he looks so dang cute in his jersey! Go Go Colby!!
I can't get over how much he looks like a Griffen. And by the way mom who are those ladies calling my names. LOL. Colby is so dang funny it will be fun to watch him play with Dykell.
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