In honor of my baby’s impending graduation, here’s a little secret you may not have garnered from my posts about him.
He loves soccer. He eats, sleeps, drinks and breathes soccer. He’s played on little feet and club and varsity and indoor and 5v5 teams. He plays soccer video games. He referees soccer. He probably dreams about soccer. He’s played soccer since he could practically walk and hopes to play in college. He loves soccer.
So for my boy, here’s a peep of the World Cup craziness that will reign his life (and our house) in June.
(Gleefully swiped from Trog, who called Ronaldo ‘…the guy at the end…’ Oh, the sacrilege…)