In the second quarter Sam moved to forward. One of the other players on Sam's team scored a goal, which was immediately answered by the opposing team. Later in the quarter Sam scored a goal from WAY out. It was awesome! Sam's response was great. He acted as if it was no big deal. And lined up for the kickoff. At half time I ran out and gave him a big hug and told him how proud I was of him.
Sam set out the third quarter, but went in on defense for the fourth quarter. Defense is Sam's favorite position, after goalie. Kevin, another boy on Sam's team, played goalie for the fourth quarter. In the past Kevin has given up A LOT of goals. A LOT. Sam's team was ahead 2-1 going into the last quarter of the season. Kevin never played better at goalie. He used his hands to stop balls. He got the ball out quickly on goal kicks. Sam, playing defense, got the ball while he was over the midfield line and kicked another goal, making it 3-1. That was the final score.
I had been praying for the last few weeks that Sam would be able to score a goal. Not to boost his ego or make anyone feel bad, but to just know the feeling of scoring. God was good. Maybe God allowed the goal more for my experience than Sam's. Sam didn't really care that he scored. He was simply glad his team one. More importantly he was glad that he got a medal, just like the rest of his teammates. He wore it proudly the rest of the day. We had to plead with him to call papa and nana, and grandma. He really didn't want to. He is shy about that kind of attention. When I dialed the numbers for him he modestly told his listeners that he scored two goals, but then was excited to tell them that he got a medal that was shiny. Oh Sam.
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