Much like last year’s state championship game, our boys played a great game. However, the other team played even better and won the tournament.
Last year, the boys cried and we couldn’t get them to look the least bit happy for the group photo after the game. This year — having matured to the ripe old age of 10 — there was more disappointment than sadness. It really showed on their faces:
When it was time for me to take the group photo, I fired off a number of shots in a row so that we could pick the best one. The boys had pulled themselves together and were able to wipe the sadness from their faces. All except for one face.
My kid’s face.