It's the same fierceness as the girls ... the same silent pep-talks ... the same tears when they lose (I love this age, teetering on the cusp of becoming teenagers) ...
We watched the Hawaii team (go, Ewa Beach!) crush Iowa yesterday. Actually, Cole made me turn it off when the score was 6-0, and he shed some actual tears. See, Iowa has this little boy with spina bifida as their #1 fan, and Cole couldn't bear that the little guy would be sad when his team lost.
A new article about the Hawaii team:
http://starbulletin.com/2005/08/22/sports/story1.html
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I remember the first time he understood loss - we were watching "The Snowman" (have you ever seen it? It's lovely - just watercolor animation and music) and he cried when the snowman melted at the end. Granted, he was about three, but he'd seen the movie before and never registered the LOSS of the boy's friend, the snowman.
Dude! Go vote in my poll!