The Next Pele?

Most of you know that this has been Drake's inaugural year for Mighty Mites soccer. I, of course, have big dreams for my son. Being a former soccer player myself, I can picture him making goals long into his high school years. Matt on the other hand was mortified that I signed him up for such a communist sport (his words- not mine). We are moving into week four...here's some pics of his season so far. 

Game #1 They didn't have enough shirts...he really had no clue what team he was on. 

This kid kept rubbing Drake's head. For good luck maybe??

Not sure what's going on here..but Drake looks happy with the result. 

Look at that form! Dad's getting excited...could Drake be a soccer superstar?

Still Game #1. Drake was playing forward all game! All of a sudden Dad didn't think soccer was so stupid after all!

Go Drake Go! Make that goal! (He did...no one cared that it was on the wrong goal)

Is it my turn now??

Game #2 Drake was super sick. We made him go anyway.  I can only imagine what the conversation is about right now!

The poor kid felt awful, but it was a good day. He got my old soccer number.

Game #3. Interest in actually playing soccer has waned....

A little more....

Drake! The ball is RIGHT there! GOOOO!!!

And yet he stood. I'm pretty sure he didn't touch the ball once this game. But man, look at those cleats =)

Moral of the story. Remember that they are only 3...and soccer is only a game =)