Mud Wrestling
May. 27th, 2003 10:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ciroccojBack from my first soccer game of the season. It's been raining off and on all day and we were the third game scheduled on the field. The field was one big squishy muddy mess, with divets from cleats all over it and huge puddles. The middle of the field was like a bunch of little interconnected ponds.
The game rocked. You know those beer ads where people are playing in the rain, totally filthy, with slow-mo shots of players sliding into mud puddles? That was us. I got knocked into a huge puddle pretty early on, left leg totally mudded from hip to foot. Tripped into another one later on, landed on my left hand and it disappeared up to the wrist. Got mud splattered into my face several times. Came home and Chris took one look at the pile of clothes I brought in and said, "You're bringing that into our nice clean home?"
I told him about the game - I was still all bouncy and happy over it - and as I described all these women sliding into mud puddles he had to ask the obvious question, "So... did you end up wrestling while you were in there? And then end up kissing for no particular reason?"
(I may or may not have mentioned before that Chris is twelve ;)
Anyway. Good game. Good team. No stars, but some good players and a good team feel already, in our first game of the season. Most of the game was played on their side of the field, with one very, very close almost-goal. Score 0-0.
The game rocked. You know those beer ads where people are playing in the rain, totally filthy, with slow-mo shots of players sliding into mud puddles? That was us. I got knocked into a huge puddle pretty early on, left leg totally mudded from hip to foot. Tripped into another one later on, landed on my left hand and it disappeared up to the wrist. Got mud splattered into my face several times. Came home and Chris took one look at the pile of clothes I brought in and said, "You're bringing that into our nice clean home?"
I told him about the game - I was still all bouncy and happy over it - and as I described all these women sliding into mud puddles he had to ask the obvious question, "So... did you end up wrestling while you were in there? And then end up kissing for no particular reason?"
(I may or may not have mentioned before that Chris is twelve ;)
Anyway. Good game. Good team. No stars, but some good players and a good team feel already, in our first game of the season. Most of the game was played on their side of the field, with one very, very close almost-goal. Score 0-0.
