Football Camp

(Buses lined up to transport the JV, and 2 Freshman Football Teams at the High School)

We entered new territory this summer, with the introduction of Toro Football Camp.  Quinn will be playing Cornerback  for his 9th grade football team, and they go to Football camp with the High School they feed into, Mountain View.  

A week in Williams, AZ  where the air is cool and there are actually pine trees for the wind to whistle through.

They ran 5 miles in the rain, did jumping jacks until every member of the team could do 20 in a row- perfectly- which my son estimates took approximately 2,000-he may or may not have exaggerated.  They woke up early and started their first work out at 5:30 a.m.  They lifted weights and ran plays and exercised some more until lights out at 10:30 p.m.  And then woke up early to do it all again.  And he loved it, every crazy, hard, draining second of it.  Go figure.

This required more gear (mostly food and supplies for a comfortable bed) than I thought possible for a 14 year old boy.  Isn't the old cliche that it's girls that require all the luggage?  But we had heard from experienced campers that the hunger is great, and the snacks are scarce, so we loaded up.  He also gets nasty migraine headaches that immobilize him when he gets dehydrated, and football camp seemed like prime time for that to happen, so I forced plenty of drink choices on him as well (not that it was all that hard).

(I know the photos are on the shabby side-they are all from my phone, Jeff borrowed my camera for work)

Notice the height of the boy subject?  Please take note that the day before this I measured him for fun, he's constantly on my case about being taller than me, wanting to compare and stand back to back, so I took the child to the wall and marked his official height, not taller than me!  6 days later the boy returned, and he was TALLER than me!?!  What the heck?  I dragged him to the same wall and demanded a shoes off-heels to the back remeasurement-yeah, still taller than me!  He grew 1.25 inches in 6 days.  He's not going back, that's all.

They brought home their pads and helmets this week, it's official-we have a Poston Panther in the House!