Basketball Report
This post was to be all about how Justin and his team finally won a basketball game. How after a four game losing streak, we cheered him to victory Saturday afternoon. Alas, (as Anna has been saying a lot lately), it was not to be.
Justin has aspy friend who plays in the same club as the opposing team. He had informed Justin last week that they were definitely beatable. At practice on Friday, the boys were upbeat and hopeful. Even as the teams were warming up pre-game, things looked good. Unfortunately, Justin's friend was a double agent underestimating his club-mates' skills.
It was bad. Not only the ending score--65 to 16, I think, but Justin was angry. He had played hard, and received all manner of bumps and bruises for his effort (the worst was the knees to the head as he was going for a ball). The coach even took us aside after the game to recommend a homeopathic pain-reliever/bruise preventer for him.
And he was not only physically battered, but truly disappointed this time. It matters to him, which is what makes him a great player. He doesn't give up.
I offered to make him whatever he wanted when we came home, so made our standard no-egg chocolate cake with marzipan paste rolled out on top. It helped some.
He was still under the weather Sunday morning, but had recovered by the afternoon. He had some strange pain behind his ear tonight, which momentarily freaked me out as I figured we had missed a concussion and he was now in real danger. But it looks like he got some kind of bite and a dab of cream did the trick.
Thank goodness the child doesn't play rugby.
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It was bad. Not only the ending score--65 to 16, I think, but Justin was angry. He had played hard, and received all manner of bumps and bruises for his effort (the worst was the knees to the head as he was going for a ball). The coach even took us aside after the game to recommend a homeopathic pain-reliever/bruise preventer for him.
And he was not only physically battered, but truly disappointed this time. It matters to him, which is what makes him a great player. He doesn't give up.
I offered to make him whatever he wanted when we came home, so made our standard no-egg chocolate cake with marzipan paste rolled out on top. It helped some.
He was still under the weather Sunday morning, but had recovered by the afternoon. He had some strange pain behind his ear tonight, which momentarily freaked me out as I figured we had missed a concussion and he was now in real danger. But it looks like he got some kind of bite and a dab of cream did the trick.
Thank goodness the child doesn't play rugby.