Tuesday, July 13, 2010

"Oops. Uruguay scored when I was watching Meatloaf in HD"

In the wake of the World Cup, I've been busier than ever.

But there's always time for soccer.

On the afternoon of the third place game, South Transcona District had a game that I was late to due some overnight drinking and work stuff, and what a nail-biter that was. We led thanks to a new player, he had one effective move, and that was to dump the ball past his mark and run around him. Thankfully he had a good shot too, he put in two goals for us. We led 2-0 at the half.

In the second half, we got knocked down a peg, in spite of some amazing play that occured, particularly off a counter attack. Words cannot describe it, so a diagram will have to do.

I'm the Orange star, Ball movement is in black and off the ball runs are in indigo. We did not score.

Aside from some possession and that counter, we got dominated and let in three goals at the start of the half, when our sweeper and I weren't on.

We tied it up with ten minutes to go, and because the team was cocky on the last corner of the game, we managed to counter and score once more for the win. Unbelievable stuff.

Also, I may've gotten a slight concussion in that game when I went for a header. I remember going for a header, hitting something, then waking up shortly after with pain in my head, a bit of groggyness, and this.

What, it's had a couple days to heal...

Yesterday I had an hour and a half of penalty kicks and left-foot practice, two back-to-back games and went for a 4 km run with Jay, and I'm feeling all that today. I slept a mere 6 hours for some reason, and I feel as though I've been worked over pretty well.

Both games were co-ed, the first was with Team Gigantic against a team with an army on the bench. We lost 3-0 thanks to some severe double-coverage and some fatigue, but it was a very fun game. I felt like a prima donna though, my first five touches after running on for an on-the-fly sub were: chesting the ball up, then heading it three times, and letting it drop into a no-look one-timer.

But it was cool.

I also had a few Messi-esque runs from inside my own and some good passing with Josh and Jay, but it just wasn't to be.

The game after was a lot of fun, Greg Pacholek (who is from my old high school soccer team) needed players, and so I donned a baby-sized shirt I found in a back-room and went to town against a team that recruited Derek in net. Happily, I scored twice, the first off a neat cut in and rifle to the far post, and the second thanks to a good cross, bad marking, and decent positioning. We won 6-5, but only after Derek denied me a hat trick after I stole the ball and sent in an off-balanced left-footed shot, which he dove ~40 feet to get a hand in front of. The best thing about that whole scenario was that as I approached him, I told him that I was going to steal the ball and score.

What else are best friends for?

4 comments:

D-Rok said...

the best part of the whole scenario was you falling to the ground in disbelief as i got up with ball in hand.

nice title btw

Greg said...

I was perplexed, crushed, and amazed.

But most of all, I was proud that I forced you to do that.

Greg said...

And of course proud that you did that.

D-Rok said...

two of the wounds were reopened by yesterdays game....rather frustrating