|Photo credit Coby Raz|
Not just because a larger lead will allow the Judean Rebels' mamas in the stands to breathe for the first time in two hours. But because there would be a certain poetry in the winning score of the championship game being 20, in honor of Number 20.
And then it happens.
I choose not to thank God for the score, because the mamas on the Tel Aviv Pioneers' side were praying, too.
Rather, I'll thank Him that this game's injuries weren't too terrible, that my boys can still walk, that somehow even our hotheads didn't lose theirs. That people in the very packed stands -- maybe around seven hundred fans! -- were nice to each other for the most part, had fun with each other, enjoyed a great game together without forgetting that we're ultimately all on the same team.
It was quite a game, ALL of my boys. Those who made headlines, those who made the headlines possible by doing your jobs, and those who were just there with your hearts when your bodies let you down.
I'm proud of each and every one of you.
Now -- go home and heal. See you next season -- on the gridiron or in the stands.
|Coach Eastman, photo credit Walla|
Most photos used taken by Naomi Molly Eastman. Stills captured from video of game, which will hopefully be available soon!