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Dragons win the School Bus Cup!!!

I've written before about the School Bus Cup, a year-long soccer battle that Ian and I have been engaged in since his Kindergarten year.  Every morning, we head out about 15 minutes early for the bus and play.

Ian Dragons Capture the School Bus Cup again

We started with him scoring for just getting the ball behind me and finished with me pulling out all my stops to try to beat the 8 year old.  Long story short, I lost.

Ian named his team the Dragons, while I went with the slightly wistful "Daddy Doggies".  

Next year, the bus stop moves to the end of the street.  It will likely be the end of Ian wanted to play me before school.  I'll miss it as it's become part of our morning routine and we kinda get to work out stuff between us.

Last year, I made a paper crown from the Wall Street Journal.  This year I made a paper crown again, but decided to commemorate the occasion with a bit more flair.  So I came up with a team jersey for the Dragons.  It is frankly, probably one of the coolest things I've done in a while.

The back says "Mason" and number 11 (for 2011 for you that are slow on the uptick).

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