Soccer

I'm playing soccer again. And, it feels gooood! Unfortunately, it's easy for me to forget how much I love the sport and all of its aspect. Whether I'm a player or a spectator, I really enjoy being around it.

As some of you know, I started playing competitively at a young age and was forced into a strict training regiment by my brothers and sister as we constantly played on the front lawn and honed my skills. Those were the days when I would get shoved into bushes by my brother because I wasn't low enough to the ground and protecting the ball well enough OR take a fierce shot to the stomach and lay on the ground gasping for air. Those were the days indeed!

Really though, I played seven days a week in high school with my club and high school teams and even played club soccer in college. I got engrossed in this year's Euro 2008. For those of you not in the know, think World Cup for only European nations. My team, Spain, prevailed this year with their youth, creativity and strong team chemistry. They were so much fun to watch.

My hope is to play soocer at least one time a week. Two times a week would be ideal. Whether it's in a pickup game or an organized game, I'll take it any way it comes because it's still so much fun running around, being creative with the ball, and schooling (aka beating in a stylish way) people not on my team.