Had a good week. Took my class to a football tournament against some other schools who were much, much better than us. We got hammered 4-0 and 5-0 in two of the games, but I spotted that one of the other teams wasn't that great and we could maybe get something from that one. So, we put out our strongest team, gave them some excellent xpert11 style tactics, and left the rest to them.
We were amazing that game. It was beautiful to watch. Defended so well, despite the team having never played football together before that day. We had a penalty and I watched as our best player hit the bar. Totally thumped it and I thought the bar had snapped in half. I thought "shit, that was our best chance."
Then, in a beautiful moment a few minutes later, the kid who was playing striker (in my class, only 7 years old) had the ball at the edge of their box, took it inside and fired a beauty into the bottom corner. I went crazy, haha. We defended like crazy, never seen 7 year olds defend so bravely. Full time whistle had gone, we had won and the team ran up to me and another class teacher and we all had a massive group hug. It was like winning a cup final.
Didn't even give a shit that we lost our last game 6-0.
Had football club yesterday, as well. After school. Same kid scored twice, once when I was on his team, once when he was against me. Watch this space.