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There are days when you could give it up, there are days when you could fly. You either love or hate it, depending on the score.


This one is about a month old. Ezra is playing footy.

I've got nothing more.

Sorry.

Comments

Hallam said…
We have the same football. the end.
yamini said…
what happened??? What is Ezra growwwwling at?????

Is he angry at you? :-)
Kitty said…
oh what an expression?!?!?!
Ronda Laveen said…
I don't know about footy, but my dogs play growly face for hours.

"Do you love it? Do you hate it? There it is the way you made it."
Frank Zappa from his song-"Brown Shoes Don't Make It." Your opening quote made me think of this blast from the 70s past.
Roddy said…
With a picture like this, you don't need any more.
Now there is a look of sheer determination..soon enough he'll be walking and running and kicking that ball around.
Baino said…
Haha that's a Billy Idol snarl if ever I saw one!
KL said…
Oh Man! Ezra really snapped at you for taking that pictures. What was he exactly telling you?
G. B. Miller said…
I don't know, I kind of like that Elvis sneer.
Priyanka Khot said…
Whoa he is angry... what did you do???
Kris McCracken said…
Hallam, Odette should join a team soon.
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, he’s going hard at the pill, that’s all.
Kris McCracken said…
Kitty, he is hard at the ball, not the man.
Kris McCracken said…
Ronda, this one is “Up There Cazaly”, about as far from Zappa as I could possibly imagine.
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, he’s rugged.
Kris McCracken said…
Evening Light Writer, destined to be a solid utility who can equally play front and back, with a spell on the ball when required. He reminds me of a young Tim Watson.
Kris McCracken said…
Baino, a rebel yell?
Kris McCracken said…
KL, he’s just focused on the ball, that’s all.
Kris McCracken said…
G, the ladies dig it.
Kris McCracken said…
Priyanka, he’s not angry, just in the zone.

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