Scrimmage!
Woke up with a blink of sleep - rushed to dress for practice. Rushed to undress after realizing I had put on my compression girdle backwards. Wasn't quite compressing the right parts... Dressing for football takes about 5x longer than dressing for any occasion including a dates, prom... halloween - what have you. It never fails that after everything is in place and belted up, I have to use the bathroom. I should invent women's football pants with those button buttflaps like the ones on pajamas for kids. Sexy.
Practice was relocated at the last minute to somewhere in boonsville so I arrived late but my team was supportive. As soon as I got on the field I was pushed to the front of the line and the uniform I had spent so much time and effort on was driven into the mud with me clinging onto it for my life.
After the "warm-up" Coach yelled out SCRIMMAGE!! The rain poured down, we pumped up with adrenalin and ran plays over and over until we couldn't tell if what was dripping into our mouthguard was rain, sweat, blood or tears. Whatever it was, it tasted... rewarding... and a little salty. Fall/winter weather and football go together perfectly.
I have come to the point of realizing how I feel about football. Last week, Coach said this:
I headed over to SS & Deco's place for dinner. SS prepared Alaskan King salmon, steamed clams, tossed green salad, garlic bread and of course rice. Rice shows up with everything over there - sandwich with a side of rice. Spaghetti... with a side of rice. I'm like - "we get it, you're Asian".. It was so incredibly good... I ate and ate until my bellybutton became an outie.
Brings tears to my eyes... thank you SS - you rock my belly.
Practice was relocated at the last minute to somewhere in boonsville so I arrived late but my team was supportive. As soon as I got on the field I was pushed to the front of the line and the uniform I had spent so much time and effort on was driven into the mud with me clinging onto it for my life.
After the "warm-up" Coach yelled out SCRIMMAGE!! The rain poured down, we pumped up with adrenalin and ran plays over and over until we couldn't tell if what was dripping into our mouthguard was rain, sweat, blood or tears. Whatever it was, it tasted... rewarding... and a little salty. Fall/winter weather and football go together perfectly.
I have come to the point of realizing how I feel about football. Last week, Coach said this:
Coach: People do not LIKE football. You either LOVE it or HATE it. You will find out in the next 2 weeks how you feel. If you hate it, you will always hate it. If you love it... you will always love it.This week, as I was laying face down in the mud under several double-wide asses, I realized that I love football. Its puppy love at this point since I'm still a very green rookie but for me, puppy love is still love. Things are getting progressively harder and I'm always behind but I'm pushing.
Me: I think I love football... but I think it hates me...
Coach: hahaha... you crack me up. Drop and give me 20!
Me: son of a... i think i hate something else right now..
I headed over to SS & Deco's place for dinner. SS prepared Alaskan King salmon, steamed clams, tossed green salad, garlic bread and of course rice. Rice shows up with everything over there - sandwich with a side of rice. Spaghetti... with a side of rice. I'm like - "we get it, you're Asian".. It was so incredibly good... I ate and ate until my bellybutton became an outie.
Brings tears to my eyes... thank you SS - you rock my belly.
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