Matt had the best weekend in the history of ever, because his team won their age group finals at this weekend’s soccer tournament.
The boys’ Dad took them to their Sunday morning games, and this is the text message exchange I had with Matt after his last regular game win, letting me know that there was more awesomeness to come:
The finals were seriously badass, going into overtime AND requiring ten penalty kicks (one made by Matt) to decide the game. The final game was similar to the World Cup finals, in case you’re trying to picture it.
Matt is now so full of soccer awesome, you could poke him with a stick and awesome would ooze out. You could squeeze him like a sponge, and you’d soon be standing in a puddle of rainbow-colored soccer awesome. He is the valedictorian of soccer awesomeness.
AND, if you want any part of any of his four games reenacted? He can do that for you, because he is also the valedictorian of soccer play reenactment.
Such awesomeness is very tiring, however, especially for one so young. The boy and his awesomeness have gone to bed early this evening.