We had a soccer game last night in the co-ed Saco league, and we whooped our opponent, 27-9. Games are typically just at or below double digits, but we had it going last night. You know it is bad when even I score a goal! We were scoring from all angles, and by almost everyone on the team. Poor Nichole tried hard, but was shutout, never really getting an open look. I tried to set her up, but would either get a bad foot on it or another teammate would step in before it got to her. It was fun though, and we had just enough people, no girl subs and one guy sub, that is the way it should be. We all got a good sweat, and had a blast. I'm pretty sure the other team wanted to kill us, but it was just one of those nights. We weren't rubbing things in, we just didn't take our feet of the proverbial gas peddle.
This reminds me of a conversation Nichole and I had the other night at Novare. We were discussing how in high school you develop rivals at other schools and you grow to hate them, and then, in college, you end up sitting beside them in the classroom or playing on the same team and you either become friends with them, which is typically the case, or you just never get past it. We both could think of a handful of people we didn't like from other schools and then realized they were great people as we got to actually know them later in life. We also had a few people that we wouldn't piss on if they were on fire still to this day. They were cocky and were certain that their shit didn't smell bad, and I have no use for a person like that. If you are a good athlete, or one that gets high grades, or grew up in a certain town, or comes from a family with money, good for you, I'm happy for you, but you are not better than me or anybody else because of it. This sort of shit fires me up, because it is ridiculous, and there is no need for it, I'm just saying...
About Me
- Mark
- I've always wondered if people actually read this stuff. I never do when I'm on other pages. Well, in case, for some strange reason, you find it necessary, I'll give you a little knowledge. I was born in The County. For those of you who don't konw better, that would be Aroostook County. For those of you who do, your jokes won't work on me, they are lame. I'm the son of an investment banker that squandered his every penny on tuna fish sandwiches in the late 80's, and my mother was the lead singer for the Bangles. Neither of those is true, but again, I'm convinced nobody is reading this anyways. I met my wife at a carnival, and we were married by the bearded lady in front of the entire clown brigade. I have a daughter who is training for the 2012 Olympics where she will compete in the Triple Jump and Javelin. We live in a nice little shanty in the woods and are hoping to one day have running water. Any questions?
