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Keep your kid in his division bro. There was a tough tiny kid on my midget team and his dad was a coach. We ran oklahoma drills in like a tourney sense, if you lost you were out. He was popping kids because they were dumb kids and he was an animal who understood his speed made up for his size and he could get under. I was a fullback/linebacker at the time one of the fastest kids on the team and we met in the drill. We collided pretty good and i had to pretend like i was hurt but in reality im sure i concussed the kid. It was an ohhhhh hit and he was on the ground holding his head lmao so i was like ahhh that hirt too. In reality i wouldve stepped on his chest and kept it moving in a game but he was my teammate yadig

I was also born at the cutoff so my first year i played with kids in my grade, 4th grade or whatever, that was that year, but in 5th grade i played with 6th graders, and then in 6th grade i still played with 6th graders it was weird. In 7th i played for both middle school teams 7th and 8th. By then i was fat and smoking weed tho so i played de and g. I got bodied religiously by 8th graders but could slip blocks here and there

I was always better playing with kids my age though. He'll look better with kids his own age and he aint gonna get lit up as easy. I was barely making the cutoff to be a ball carrier in those years. Thats kind of what you want. Unless hes a tiny scat back.