A Silver in St. George / "Dam" Las Vegas

Well, I haven’t posted about soccer in a while, but the only thing I’ve been doing for the past months is practice, which isn’t the most enthralling thing.  So instead of talking about my soccer, I will recall on this post my brother’s soccer tournament in St. George.  We left on Friday, drove for a good few hours, and arrived in the sunny, red rock environment of St. George.

As a result of not doing so well during their fall soccer season, my brother’s team was looking for a confidence booster in winning the tournament.  The first game, they won 3-2.  The second game, they won 1-0.  The third game, they won 5-2.  Now, I don’t what it looks like to you reading it, but those wins felt A LOT better than the multiple season losses, even from a spectators point of view.  After winning all three games they moved on to semi-finals, which was a success too.  The finals was pretty intense; going into overtime and penalty kicks.  Unfortunately, they lost during the penalty kicks.  Sound familiar?  Yep, this situation took place before in the girl’s high school state semi-finals soccer game.

Whoo, yeah! Second place!