The conversation was serious. She was mid sentence. I was listening intently. But then out of the car window I saw him. Actually who it was doesn't really matter. It was what he was doing. He was about to kick a soccer ball. My eyes fixated on the fluid movement of the kick. As we passed in the car I turned to watch where the ball went.
"Soccer," I said quietly.
I'm no soccer player and I don't even know the sport that well. I'm a total noob when it comes to knowing what's happening with teams and leagues. But that doesn't deny that some of my happiest moments as a child and then again in college involve a soccer ball, good friends, and wide open space.
When I came to Maryland this summer, I brought my cleats with me hoping I'd use them. So far I sadly haven't. But seeing that guy tonight made me realize just how much I miss soccer. I really love that sport!
Two suggestions to live by:
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| It's true . . . I'm a fan girl . . . haha! |
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| Doubt this will ever happen but it should . . . haha! |
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| The man who introduced me to my favorite sport—my old man! |
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| The girl who was brave enough to try this sport out with me in college. |
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| This was my best play right here—which really doesn't mean much but to me . . . eh . . . I'm pretty proud of it. ;) |
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| The guys who got me back into soccer by asking me to photograph their team. I am forever indebted! |
You Should tell me about your soccer Adventures sometime. ;) I like soccer too.
ReplyDeleteYay . . . we should watch some games together! I'll send you the link to where we can watch. BTW . . . I never knew you liked soccer . . . but then again . . . I don't even know what your major is . . . haha
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