Are you ready for some football...

Ummm...I guess.

No, really.  I think I can handle it because he is so darn excited.
So darn excited.
And he has my heart.
So that means I'm in.

Our #55 plays offensive guard for the Highland Hawks Freshman football team.
 

He has never done this before.
Full contact football, I mean.
He played flag for his Jr. high team and really enjoyed it but until this summer he has never put on shoulder pads and started knocking people around.
He had practice every day during the summer.
It's an oven here in the summer and still he gave everything, every day.
He would come home absolutely beat, pop some ibuprofen and go back for more ~ with a smile on his face.
This was new to me.
I've seen Davis work and work hard.  It's what he does.
But my eyes were opened to whole new game and more than that, his desire to become a great football player.

The first time I saw him dressed out in his full gear was a bit emotional.
Isn't that crazy??  It was hard for me to wrap my mind around the fact that
Here he is.

If I could tell the coaches something about Davis I would tell them that in my son you have a young man that will give you everything he has and then more.  He will listen, he will learn, he will work.  He is coachable without complaint.  He will be a leader.  He will set an example.  He wants to win.  He wants to play.  He may make some mistakes in his young football experience but he will correct them and try his very best each and every down.  On the field you will wish you had a whole team of kids like him.  Off the field you will wish the same.

 

 

 

 

 

 

We are now 0-4.
It stinks.
Every practice, every cramp, every ache, every bruise, every effort.
No victory.
 

But Davis does his job and he does it well.
I worry that with each defeat he might get discouraged and feel like he isn't getting back what he is giving.
His reply when I express anything of the sort,
"Mom, I just wanna play."
It is incredible to see him in this light.
Play on, big D, play on.