Today was ok, I didn't do much.
Tonight was great, I decided to go to the rec. center and play some indoor. When I got to the court there were two guys playing on one end (the badminton nets were set up, and there were a bunch of Indian guys playing). So, I decided to go to the opposite end a just juggle a bit, and kick against the wall. Then, after about ten minutes one of the guys playing soccer comes over and asks if I want to kick some with them. I got over there and one of them had to leave. The guy introduced himself, his name was Davis, and that he had played soccer his whole life. We just started juggling and passing back and forth, shooting every now and then. After a while of that, I passed it to him with my left foot and it ended up behind him. I told him the last few times I had played, I had been working on my left foot work, so it was still a little shaky sometimes. He said that's what practice is for, and asked if I want him to pass me some so that I could shot with my left. I said sure, and I ended up making like 9 out of 10. I felt really good about my left, but then he said, " You just missed 1 out of 10, you're better with your left than your right". So, all in all tonight I really felt good out there on the court.
Sorry you just read all of that, because it was only about soccer.
p.s. I'm thinking about playing intramural soccer this fall. 4v4 outside.
Monday, August 27, 2007
soccer
Posted by macaroni at 8:38 PM
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That was my favorite story. When you going to come out to the house and see it????? So what if i get married doesn't mean we can't hand out?!
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