"Our dreams will never die"

This Lucky Me noodles commercial about a boy, who went home crying because he failed a basketball try-out used to amuse me. I find it funny and cute at the same time.
However, recently, my 10-year old boy was in the same situation. After two consecutive weeks of "rigorous" basketball training, muscle aches and pains, the day came when the names of those who made it in the team was announced.
One Saturday morning, my boy came home, all flushed and sweaty, with his face very rosy from the heat and probably from disappointment.
I could not forget the look on his face the moment he entered the house. He immediately ranted about how unfair the try-out was, telling me most of those who passed did so only because they have older brothers in the high school basketball team.
Then came the moment when he can't hold back his tears any longer, he tried but I could see the disappointment and pain in his eyes that he was one of those who failed to make it to the team.
How it just broke my heart to see him cry. It was not just like any other crying bouts where children just cry because they could not get what they wanted.
It was a cry where all the bitterness, disappointment and a broken dream just came out all out once. I can't help but cry myself seeing my child undergo the first of his "heartaches".
I had to usher him inside the room and talk to him to comfort him and soothe him of his pain. No amount of words, hugs and kisses seemed to take the pain away as he continued pouring his heart out.
He stopped crying and ranting after around a few minutes and finally said "yes" to my offer of going on a trip to the mall.
This happened a month ago, and just like what the mom said to his little boy in the commercial, "Never say die", "Tomorrow is another day" and "Our dreams will never die", my boy has finally accepted the reality.
And just like the boy in the commercial, he faces yet another challenge and another opportunity of achieving another feat. He will be competing for the "Science quiz bee" in their school today, and I sure expect that when I come home from work later, I will be greeted with a smile on his face and probably a medal or prize plus a cheerful recount of how he managed to make it through the "tough" competition.