Good Sport

I played some soccer at uni today with some third years that I don't know that well. I've played with some of them before but I don't really know them. They seem nice though. A lot of contextually funny stuff happened which can't be related without boring you so please just assume that it was a lot of fun for me. I played bare foot as all real men should and consequently my feet took on a quite hobbitish fur made from dirt. I was also the furthest thing a person can be from fit while still breathing (just). I tried running a couple of times and it was nearly the end of me. I did score one break away goal though so all in all it wasn't a bad afternoon.

I met this hot chick that I'd seen around uni quite a lot and she's really nice. I also met her boyfriend... Actually I already knew her boyfriend and he's really nice too so they're probably much better suited to each other.

I played indoor tonight as well. I played pretty well, scoring another half-ninja which basically means all nothing as far as I'm concerned. But I let in an early goal which is frustrating. I did actually play quite well, saving some good shots and a couple of one-on-ones. It's just that no matter how much I say "it had to get through the whole team to get to me" that doesn't make me feel any better about the fact that it got through me.

And even worse we didn't score any goals back so we lost one - nil. But that's because the other team cheated their goalie was actually spiderman and everyone knows superpowers are totally against the rules.