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[ravencallscrows]

Just got back in and showered after volunteering as a walk-on with a team on which two of my Greenwood Soccer compatriots also play- they were going to be short-handed and put out a call for anyone who'd be interested.

Played about twenty minutes of the first half at left defender, and didn't do anything too egregious other than just feeling out of place (i've always played midfield with the occasional stint at striker when playing in the field. Spent the whole second half in goal, and did passably- gave up a few goals, but had no defence back on one and slipped when squaring up against the shooter on another. All in all, i'm tolerating the performance, especially when i stopped to think of the last time i played a organized competitive game- some time around May of 1988.

Legs are going to hurt tomorrow. I can tell this already. But then again, i tend to hobble around like a nonagenarian when i first get out of bed until things stop crackling and crunching.

Comments

[lalamaus.livejournal.com]

yay for you! You speak of the soreness, the goal shots you missed, the awkward feeling of playing in a new position, but nothing of the FUN! Was there none? I hope there was at least a smidge. :)

[wingedelf.livejournal.com]

Oh, there was a lot. Otherwise, you'd have read about it as well.