Born just a little too slow

Last night was our second soccer game, and we once more emerged victorious (according to some scales, anyway). Once more, we were managed to avoid the skunk, and once more, we managed to score without Collin. In fact, we managed to hold the other team to single digits this time! Granted, we only scored one goal, but I was the one who scored it, so I felt pretty good. I took a pass from Amanh, and then took a shot with my patented knuckle-ball. After all, kicking it hard hadn't been working for us, so I decided to kick it weird. It slowly rolled towards the goal, slid through the goalie's hands, and under his knees, and into the goal. Needless to say, I was rather elated over this turn of events, as it prevented us from getting shut out. Woohoo! And now it is a lazy Wednesday, wherein the most pressing issue is where to go for lunch. The folks are coming out this evening, so that should make for a fun Thanksgiving. Hope all three of my devoted readers enjoy the long weekend, and all that it entails.