Pee Wee Football

Peewee football season is finally winding down.
I am so glad it is over.
Don't get me wrong, I love football, especially
when my son is playing.  But by this time of the season
I'm tired of going to practices which last until dark-thirty.
I also get worried for the players.  They play two,
sometimes three, games a week.  These boys play rough
hitting football too, not flag football.

Rooster getting buttoned up for a game. 

Rooster had injured his hand during the previous game.  We took

him to the doctor to have x-rays done. Luckily it was just a

sprain.  When the doctor told him no more football, Rooster 

told him "You have to let me play.  The team depends on me"

This boy has some heart.  The doctor finally agreed to let

him play as long as we wrapped it tight.

That's Rooster blocking #13.  That child was as tall as me!

Unfortunately, there were some other injuries.  One player

on our team hurt his knee, enough to keep him out of the 

rest of season.  Another boy on one another team badly 

broke his arm.

Another shot of him blocking #13.

This is him blocking #12 and #13.  Rooster is one tough cookie.

We have had one heck of a tough season, and we still

have one game left.  As long as there are no more injuries,

I'll be happy.  Then it starts all over next fall.