It's a dog-eat-dog kinda world at the ocean side soccer fields. Running in packs is common but one little wolf (ok, so she's more of an Angelfish) broke free from the pack of boisterous 4 and 5 year olds to score not 1, not 2, but SEVEN GOALS.
Sister came to win.
And win they did. Today we experienced much more a football-esque score than a soccer score somewhere in the upwards of 20 goals punched in by our little Angelfishies.
At 3 goals we were shouting "Hat Trick! Hat Trick!" At 4 goals we shouted "Texas Hat Trick! Texas Hat Trick!" (cuz everything's bigger in Texas) and by 5 we just looked at each other and didn't know what to shout. "Uhhhh, Texas Hat Trick plus 1??"
Oh well. Didn't matter. By goal 7, we were quite experienced with the "WOOOOOHOOOOOOO's!!!!!" and all was well.
Bright yellow jersey. LucKy 7 on back. A glimpse at one assist and two goals.