While it is indeed true that we signed him up for soccer this fall, calling it "playing soccer" was a bit of a stretch.
What he did do- quite repeatedly and with great gusto- was wave and wink to us fans on the sidelines, making us laugh and smile. What he didn't actually do was kick the ball, pass the ball to another teammate, score any goals, ever have possession of the ball, or really understand what EXACTLY he was doing out there.
But man, he looked cute. He would run around with the other kids, usually a foot or two behind the pack (no need to actually come in contact with anyone!) and any time he sensed he was near us, he would point and wave like he was the Grand Marshal of the Bethlehem Rec Soccer Parade.
He would cycle out so he could rest and drink his iced tea out of his Thomas the Tank Engine water bottle. He usually distainfully skipped the halftime oranges but always enjoyed the post-game popsicle. But he did it and generally had fun. We were really proud of him.