Playin' the Foos-ball

We are kind of nutty about football.  We kind of freak when football season comes along.

 

So, needless to say, we were slightly more than thrilled when Chase announced to us last Spring that he would like to try his hand at football.

 

 

It is against some rule of all things manly to say that he looked ADORABLE in full uniform?

 

His coach took one look at him, and drooled.  At only 7 1/2, and big for his age, Chase looked ready to take down a whole team, with a single stare.

 

Let's just put it this way.  At the end of the season award ceremony, he won the

 

Gentle Giant Award. 

 

There is so much about that that seriously cracks me up.  Outside of football, he would wrestle anyone to the ground, just 'cause he could.  He couldn't walk past anyone without feeling the need to rough them up. He is all boy!

 

Put a helmet and pads on, he suddenly would feel the need to act more genteel. 

 

So funny.

 

His coach was sooooo wonderful, and patient with him.  He would rough him up, push his buttons, ruffle his feathers...whatever it took to get him rough up the quarterback.  He played left tackle on defense.  Halfway through the season, things really started to click with him.  He kept his eye on the ball, and the quarterback at all times.  He got seriously good at getting in and messing up the offensive play.  He even managed to get a sack under his belt.

 

We cheered.

 

It was so fun to be a part of this football family.  We had an amazing group of parents and coaches.  We had such a good football season, at practices and games.  It didn't hurt matters much that our fabulous team ended the season undefeated.

 

We cheered, again.

 

We were a little sad when there was nothing that could be said or done to get him to go out for football again this season. 

 

His coach was pretty bummed, too. 

 

Oh, well.  It was AWESOME while it lasted!!