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We won hockey, against a team we expected to lose against.
I scored the goal - short corner, it got passed around several times in the circle, and I was on the left post when the ball crossed the goal and I tapped it in. Whew! I don't often get it in, but I was there and it worked.
They were a good team - solid, some older experienced players, some younger ones with more energy and legs. And they were a pleasant team to play against, which was great. Some teams just leave you with a bad taste in the mouth. This one didn't. We tussled over the ball, but it wasn't bitchy.
We expected to lose against them because the whispers before the game were that they beat a team we'd beaten in the first round - by 10-0. We beat the team they thrashed by 2-0 back in the first round though. I mean, I could point out that they didn't have me playing, but in spite of scoring the goal, I would hardly say I was instrumental in this game. Our midfielders were on point for this one - intercepting, tackling, getting the ball away... All three '3-2-1' points for team MVP this week went to midfielders.
Anyway, I am super-sore, and will be seeing the physio this afternoon. Oof. I kind of wish I could have scored a massage beforehand to loosen everything up, but...couldn't manage otherwise.
I scored the goal - short corner, it got passed around several times in the circle, and I was on the left post when the ball crossed the goal and I tapped it in. Whew! I don't often get it in, but I was there and it worked.
They were a good team - solid, some older experienced players, some younger ones with more energy and legs. And they were a pleasant team to play against, which was great. Some teams just leave you with a bad taste in the mouth. This one didn't. We tussled over the ball, but it wasn't bitchy.
We expected to lose against them because the whispers before the game were that they beat a team we'd beaten in the first round - by 10-0. We beat the team they thrashed by 2-0 back in the first round though. I mean, I could point out that they didn't have me playing, but in spite of scoring the goal, I would hardly say I was instrumental in this game. Our midfielders were on point for this one - intercepting, tackling, getting the ball away... All three '3-2-1' points for team MVP this week went to midfielders.
Anyway, I am super-sore, and will be seeing the physio this afternoon. Oof. I kind of wish I could have scored a massage beforehand to loosen everything up, but...couldn't manage otherwise.
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We won hockey, against a team we expected to lose against.
I scored the goal - short corner, it got passed around several times in the circle, and I was on the left post when the ball crossed the goal and I tapped it in. Whew! I don't often get it in, but I was there and it worked.
They were a good team - solid, some older experienced players, some younger ones with more energy and legs. And they were a pleasant team to play against, which was great. Some teams just leave you with a bad taste in the mouth. This one didn't. We tussled over the ball, but it wasn't bitchy.
We expected to lose against them because the whispers before the game were that they beat a team we'd beaten in the first round - by 10-0. We beat the team they thrashed by 2-0 back in the first round though. I mean, I could point out that they didn't have me playing, but in spite of scoring the goal, I would hardly say I was instrumental in this game. Our midfielders were <i>on point</i> for this one - intercepting, tackling, getting the ball away... All three '3-2-1' points for team MVP this week went to midfielders.
Anyway, I am super-sore, and will be seeing the physio this afternoon. Oof. I kind of wish I could have scored a massage beforehand to loosen everything up, but...couldn't manage otherwise.
<details<summary>We suspect that our two youngest, newest members will not be playing with us again</summary>
G, the teenager who I know from her mother's campaign, turned up but couldn't even take to the field. And S, the 20something who is very bad at communications, hasn't been heard from since last week.
*sigh*
It's been a long time since I was so scared to fail that I froze. At the ripe old age of fifty, I'm well aware that failure is neither the end of the world, or the end of my dignity. However, at the ripe old age of fifty, I also don't remember when I first learned that lesson. Or how much it hurt.</details>
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I feel like I don't have much else to say that isn't boring.
I'm planting for winter - just planted all my pea seedlings, both the edible and the floral ones. Where I'm going to put them? That's another question.
Our three baby chooks have turned into young ladies, they're funny and flighty and they still really don't like being picked up. We need to start integrating them seriously, but we're having trouble because at least one of them can fly quite well.
I scored the goal - short corner, it got passed around several times in the circle, and I was on the left post when the ball crossed the goal and I tapped it in. Whew! I don't often get it in, but I was there and it worked.
They were a good team - solid, some older experienced players, some younger ones with more energy and legs. And they were a pleasant team to play against, which was great. Some teams just leave you with a bad taste in the mouth. This one didn't. We tussled over the ball, but it wasn't bitchy.
We expected to lose against them because the whispers before the game were that they beat a team we'd beaten in the first round - by 10-0. We beat the team they thrashed by 2-0 back in the first round though. I mean, I could point out that they didn't have me playing, but in spite of scoring the goal, I would hardly say I was instrumental in this game. Our midfielders were <i>on point</i> for this one - intercepting, tackling, getting the ball away... All three '3-2-1' points for team MVP this week went to midfielders.
Anyway, I am super-sore, and will be seeing the physio this afternoon. Oof. I kind of wish I could have scored a massage beforehand to loosen everything up, but...couldn't manage otherwise.
<details<summary>We suspect that our two youngest, newest members will not be playing with us again</summary>
G, the teenager who I know from her mother's campaign, turned up but couldn't even take to the field. And S, the 20something who is very bad at communications, hasn't been heard from since last week.
*sigh*
It's been a long time since I was so scared to fail that I froze. At the ripe old age of fifty, I'm well aware that failure is neither the end of the world, or the end of my dignity. However, at the ripe old age of fifty, I also don't remember when I first learned that lesson. Or how much it hurt.</details>
--
I feel like I don't have much else to say that isn't boring.
I'm planting for winter - just planted all my pea seedlings, both the edible and the floral ones. Where I'm going to put them? That's another question.
Our three baby chooks have turned into young ladies, they're funny and flighty and they still really don't like being picked up. We need to start integrating them seriously, but we're having trouble because at least one of them can fly quite well.
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