I didn’t just take photos of the younger kids playing flag football last Sunday. You didn’t think that I would forget about my favorite sports subject, the #2 son, did you? My freshman has moved up to the high school/adult division, and he played two games, both wins (yay!).
As I was snapping away with my Nikon D300 and Nikon 70-200mm lens and getting used to the change from little bodies (the #2 son-coached fifth-/sixth-grade division team) to big, I was chuckling to myself. Not because #2 always puffs his cheeks out when he plays (although that does amuse me), but because I was thinking back to the spring of 2005.
About four and a half years ago, Matt K. started our neighborhood NFL flag football program, because he played the sport in Houston, and he wanted his three sons to have the same opportunity but closer. That year every team wore Houston Texans jerseys (white on one side, blue on the other), and we all had a great time.
I liked it because it was a beehive of activity at our local Club field (that we can walk to) every Sunday afternoon for seven weeks. Kids from kindergarten through high school and adults had a blast playing flag football for 30 minutes. There were guys and gals of all shapes, sizes, and ethnic groups. It was America at its best! And it still is every fall and every spring in our master-planned community.
Four and a half years doesn’t seem that long ago, does it? But photos never lie . . . as long as they haven’t been Photoshopped!
It just so happens that I looked back in my photo archives to contrast how #2, Kellen, and Shane have changed since the program started. Back then all three were so darned cute!
Kellen still is playing quarterback, but this time it’s for his high school’s freshman team.
Shane also quarterbacks as a freshman, but he’s on his private school’s varsity squad. Yes, back then all three were talented and adorable. But four and a half years later?
Talented and total hunk city!
Speaking of talented and hunky, happy 59th birthday to the Mister!