We traveled to Mobile this past weekend for my #2 son to play in a soccer tournament. Our first game was 8 am Saturday morning (early!). We won 3-0. Pretty exciting! Here are a few shots my #1 son took (what with me being a terrible photographer and my husband fulfilling his duties on the bench as Team Manager and occasional Assistant Coach):
Almost got the header on a corner kick:
Our next game wasn’t until 5 so with several hours to kill we toured World War II battleship The U.S.S. Alabama along with our friend/coach’s wife/fellow church member/family pastor’s wife Jennifer:
The battleship was very interesting, or at least the grownups thought so!
We lost our second game despite a very intense second half with many shots on goal that just didn’t make it in the net. We played again Sunday morning, a must-win in order to vie for the championship. Win we did in another very exciting match in the rain, earning a shot at the championship versus the team that beat us the day before. The boys were soaked and the fans not much drier! Though it was past check out, our hotel allowed us the use of the washer and dryer so we were thus able to attempt to wash away three games’ worth of stench (the socks! oh, the socks!). So maybe some of the stink remained but at least they would be dry.
Turns out it didn’t matter. The rain never abated and instead morphed into a monsoon-like downpour. Cats and dogs and then some, forcing the tournament officials to cancel and us to be content with second place. Though somewhat less climactic than we’d hoped, it was yet a memorable way to end a fantastic season. Great job, guys!