As luck (or skill) would have it, my competitive team has collected four points off the last six available. I've played sweeper both games, letting in a miserly one goal off a quickly taken free kick.
In the first of those two games, I figured out something about my play style that needs to improve.
When a team really pressures me, I panic and my passing turns to absolute crap. The team was closing me down really quickly, and I was mildly* fortunate to escape with a shutout. Other than a few scares for both sides, it was a boring game that left the Hurricanes at two points - still, last in the standings. I've always felt my vision was good, but I suppose that's just my long passing when I actually have time on the ball. It'll just have to be something I work at.
Yesterday, I played with my competitive co-ed team; we thrashed a team 8-2 as I played midfield. I had three or four assists, and had a lot of good runs, but that combined with a practice that Jay and I had planned for the Hurricanes a day prior left me completely gassed for tonight's game.
I really am starting to feel the effects of day-in-day-out practicing and playing, and they're not pretty. Thankfully, after an easy outdoor co-ed game tomorrow, I'll have... A bloody practice the day after. But I do have Friday off. I suppose that's a consolation.
Tonight's game was a wild success against the fifth placed team. We were up three but allowed a cheap quick free kick goal, but aside from that there's not much to talk about.
I played the whole ninety, but I literally did not break a sweat. Most of my activity was spent clearing the odd long ball or telling my three defenders what to do, and I felt that I had a much better game than last weeks'. I still do wish to get a little more of a chance to move upfield, but we'll see. Today wasn't particularly good for that.
If I had a highlight of the night, it was a slide tackle that tapped the ball off the defender, but while the ball floated over me (and I was on the ground), I kicked it out of the way with my heel.
I was told I had a better game, but I still think that I need to improve.
In the first of those two games, I figured out something about my play style that needs to improve.
When a team really pressures me, I panic and my passing turns to absolute crap. The team was closing me down really quickly, and I was mildly* fortunate to escape with a shutout. Other than a few scares for both sides, it was a boring game that left the Hurricanes at two points - still, last in the standings. I've always felt my vision was good, but I suppose that's just my long passing when I actually have time on the ball. It'll just have to be something I work at.
Yesterday, I played with my competitive co-ed team; we thrashed a team 8-2 as I played midfield. I had three or four assists, and had a lot of good runs, but that combined with a practice that Jay and I had planned for the Hurricanes a day prior left me completely gassed for tonight's game.
I really am starting to feel the effects of day-in-day-out practicing and playing, and they're not pretty. Thankfully, after an easy outdoor co-ed game tomorrow, I'll have... A bloody practice the day after. But I do have Friday off. I suppose that's a consolation.
Tonight's game was a wild success against the fifth placed team. We were up three but allowed a cheap quick free kick goal, but aside from that there's not much to talk about.
I played the whole ninety, but I literally did not break a sweat. Most of my activity was spent clearing the odd long ball or telling my three defenders what to do, and I felt that I had a much better game than last weeks'. I still do wish to get a little more of a chance to move upfield, but we'll see. Today wasn't particularly good for that.
If I had a highlight of the night, it was a slide tackle that tapped the ball off the defender, but while the ball floated over me (and I was on the ground), I kicked it out of the way with my heel.
I was told I had a better game, but I still think that I need to improve.
* - It depends how you look at it.
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