Sweet, sweet Victory!!

The winner takes all

It's the thrill of one more kill

The last one to fall

Will never sacrifice their will

Don't ever look back

on the wind closing in

The only attack

were their wings on the wind

oh the daydream begins

And it's sweet, sweet, sweet victory,

And it's ours for the taking

It's ours for the fight

And it's sweet, sweet, sweet victory,

And the world is ours to follow

Sweet sweet sweet victory ---------Spongebob Squarepants

Finally, after almost 1-1/2 seasons, mini me's team emerged victorious, defeating South Piatt 30-12. Countless repetitions, situps, wind sprints in 90 degree weather, and they've finally been rewarded with the taste of victory. They're only 10, so it's probably not as sweet a vintage as the draught the coaches are sipping. When you're ten, a new sun rises every day. Hope springs eternal. You're not burdened by a litany of failures and almosts and coulda beens. When you're ten, you can still dream of playing in the big leagues. You can dream of having a house full of snakes and Rottweilers complete with a guest house so your mom can still come visit. As a dad, I hope that my kids' days are always filled with snakes and rottweilers, or kitties kept upstairs so they don't make daddy sneeze when he visits. So innocent. So perfect.