I am so sore. I guess this is what I get for playing soccer twice in three days after not playing in two months. Going for a run doesn’t make me sore, but the sprinting of soccer definitely does. Last night was the first Tuesday in a while that we didn’t have baseball tickets, so I went to soccer practice. We did a couple drills and then scrimmaged, six girls on three guys. The guys won 6-2 or something. The three guys were all really good. Well, actually, two of the guys were really good. I could keep up with the third guy, who was also good. But not as good.
Enough uses of the word “good.”
I ended up playing forward for half the scrimmage, which made things interesting. I am not used to playing forward at all, and shooting the ball is just not in my inventory of soccer instincts. I always, always look for the pass. So I didn’t score, even though I probably should have a couple times. I noticed a couple things I need to work on though, compared to the guys. I can play good defense and keep up with most people, but when I’m on offense myself, my footwork is very sloppy. I’d like to make it better.
Yesterday was a crazy day in baseball. My poor Braves! They struck out 18 times against Ben Sheets on Sunday, and then got perfect-gamed by Randy Johnson last night. Two games in a row, two awesome pitching performances…but for the wrong team! Mike Hampton pitched a fantastic game, 9 innings and only 2 runs, but still got the loss. And poor Jason Schmidt threw a 1-hitter last night against the Cubs, which would have been the top story in baseball any other night except last night. Poor Schmidt got the shaft.
Funny link of the day: The Oracle of Starbucks. My favorite part is the coffee cup with the evil face drawn on it. That’s totally something I would do.
