It has seemed longer than a week since my last post, but it's been a busy last little while regardless.
Perhaps the reason I've been putting it off was because the last game I played, the finals, is one I'd rather forget.
But before that, the Eagles had their last game of the season against the top team. This was the one that I may have mentioned had the (at one point) best player in my province on their team, and boy, he's difficult to mark. He's got quick movement, and a good touch as well. I got beat by him a few times, but I kept up for the most part. The most unfortunate thing was that I'd shut his shooting and running lanes down, and he'd just back up and pass it to a teammate my team left open. We lost that one 4-8.
As far as the finals go, as I mentioned in the last post, we played Academy. The game was fairly end to end, but in the end, we lost 3-1. Our only goal came from Matt, who had the ball deflect off two of their players from a long shot and roll in. The last person the ball hit was actually "Big Old Fuck", if you remember correctly, and he flipped out and was an asshole for the rest of the match. Not that he wasn't before, of course.
Two of their goals were set pieces in which the wall was set up like this:
Perhaps the reason I've been putting it off was because the last game I played, the finals, is one I'd rather forget.
But before that, the Eagles had their last game of the season against the top team. This was the one that I may have mentioned had the (at one point) best player in my province on their team, and boy, he's difficult to mark. He's got quick movement, and a good touch as well. I got beat by him a few times, but I kept up for the most part. The most unfortunate thing was that I'd shut his shooting and running lanes down, and he'd just back up and pass it to a teammate my team left open. We lost that one 4-8.
As far as the finals go, as I mentioned in the last post, we played Academy. The game was fairly end to end, but in the end, we lost 3-1. Our only goal came from Matt, who had the ball deflect off two of their players from a long shot and roll in. The last person the ball hit was actually "Big Old Fuck", if you remember correctly, and he flipped out and was an asshole for the rest of the match. Not that he wasn't before, of course.
Two of their goals were set pieces in which the wall was set up like this:
Except, kick coming now, before the wall is set.That's not to say we didn't set a wall. We did, except we just didn't cover the open part of the net with either a goalie or more wall.
Then I shot a penalty shot at their goalie from a handball. The funny thing is that I hit three perfect penalty shots in the warm up. I'm over it though, and the team forgave me. I feel considerably better that we ended up losing by two as opposed to one. I suppose I was just tired, as I took a huge run up and just blasted it. In my defense, there's not much else to do in indoor soccer.
Most recently, I've taken up baseball. Now, that game is so relaxing, I have a hard time calling it a sport. Really, you hit things with a bat, chill in the outfield, catch balls, and that's about it. My first practice was yesterday, and I ended up slipping on the part of the field that was still wet - I was soaked. Fortunately for me, I had come prepared with a change of clothing.
Also, it turns out I'm somewhat of a natural. I went to bat a few times, and for a couple of those, I hit deep center field drive, over the outfielder's head.
Then I shot a penalty shot at their goalie from a handball. The funny thing is that I hit three perfect penalty shots in the warm up. I'm over it though, and the team forgave me. I feel considerably better that we ended up losing by two as opposed to one. I suppose I was just tired, as I took a huge run up and just blasted it. In my defense, there's not much else to do in indoor soccer.
Most recently, I've taken up baseball. Now, that game is so relaxing, I have a hard time calling it a sport. Really, you hit things with a bat, chill in the outfield, catch balls, and that's about it. My first practice was yesterday, and I ended up slipping on the part of the field that was still wet - I was soaked. Fortunately for me, I had come prepared with a change of clothing.
Also, it turns out I'm somewhat of a natural. I went to bat a few times, and for a couple of those, I hit deep center field drive, over the outfielder's head.
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