I raced down the field because I just FELT it...Mason was shooting a penalty kick...something we'd practiced in the yard together this afternoon.I barely got the shot. He had no problem with his.
My photograph of a chest bump with a teammate is priceless...but there's just a few too many identifiable faces there and I don't feel comfortable putting them on the internet without their parents' permission. But trust me. A bunch of nine year olds doing chest bumps and fist pumps. It doesn't get much better than that.
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