I'm not sure what it was, but I've got some sort of throat infection currently. This is both good and bad, though. Bad because my throat hurts, good because I can still play soccer. I suppose it's an extreme overstatement when I say that it's good, because it's really not - I'm just fortunate to be able to play.
Monday's indoor game was frustrating, yet a good example of why a small team can do well. Unfortunately, my team wasn't the small team (the small team was Sabres, they had no subs whatsoever). In fact, it was quite the opposite. I really cannot play on a line of three people, it's unbelievably hard to get into any sort of groove. We lost in the last minute because of an overcommitment while we were attacking, and while Derek made a good save on the counterattack, we got unlucky with the bounce off the rebound. These are easily the most frustrating kinds of games - those where you can do nothing about what you see.
Last night, I had four games and work. I made it to one and a half of the games and work, unfortunately.
The fortunate thing was that I managed seven goals in those games (Team Gigantic Indoor and Team Gigantic Outdoor). All of them were fairly textbook, especially in the indoor game in which I scored five. I also had a bagful of assists, but it was all a blur. It didn't feel fantastic because of the team we were playing, we managed to rout them 10-2. The outdoor game was 2-0 for us (both goals mine) when I left, and we won it 6-2 (or something to that effect).
In other news, my excellent friends Stephen and Carissa are back from Ontario. In their last few days there, they caught a Forest City London game, and they think I could cut it on a USL team such as FC London. I'm flattered, but I still think that I have a lot of work to do.
I suppose I should get to it.
Monday's indoor game was frustrating, yet a good example of why a small team can do well. Unfortunately, my team wasn't the small team (the small team was Sabres, they had no subs whatsoever). In fact, it was quite the opposite. I really cannot play on a line of three people, it's unbelievably hard to get into any sort of groove. We lost in the last minute because of an overcommitment while we were attacking, and while Derek made a good save on the counterattack, we got unlucky with the bounce off the rebound. These are easily the most frustrating kinds of games - those where you can do nothing about what you see.
Last night, I had four games and work. I made it to one and a half of the games and work, unfortunately.
The fortunate thing was that I managed seven goals in those games (Team Gigantic Indoor and Team Gigantic Outdoor). All of them were fairly textbook, especially in the indoor game in which I scored five. I also had a bagful of assists, but it was all a blur. It didn't feel fantastic because of the team we were playing, we managed to rout them 10-2. The outdoor game was 2-0 for us (both goals mine) when I left, and we won it 6-2 (or something to that effect).
In other news, my excellent friends Stephen and Carissa are back from Ontario. In their last few days there, they caught a Forest City London game, and they think I could cut it on a USL team such as FC London. I'm flattered, but I still think that I have a lot of work to do.
I suppose I should get to it.
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