But it was pretty and shiny and made Blake smile from ear to ear.
After Blake's team won the championship at the Las Vegas Mayor's Cup soccer tournament last month, the boys on the team took turns housing the trophy cup.
One night after practice Blake, Blake blew into the house, threw his Nike napsack on the floor and hoisted the cup above his head, and paraded around the house.
The trophy sat alongside the Harry Potter series on top of Blake's bookshelf.
"Shouldn't you take the trophy back tonight," I said after it had been with us for about a week.
"Yea, I guess," Blake said.
"Well, let me take some pictures first," I said.
"No, that's silly, no pictures," Blake said.
Later that day as Blake gets ready for practice ...
"OK, I'm taking the trophy back ... shouldn't we take pictures?"
Good idea, Blake. :)
