This past Sunday, I took part in the city-wide teachers' soccer tournament. I joined about 9 other teachers for the 2 game extravaganza at a local junior high school. I joined the tournament the past 2 years with mixed results. This year yielded about the same results.
Our first game, we were down 2-1 at the half. Then the second half started. The soccer club coach knocked in 2 more and I hit a laser shot from the right wing to make it 4-3 before the time ran out and we came away victorious. The second game, we faced a pretty tough match up. Although I managed to net a hat trick, including a header from a beautifully centered ball from the right side, we couldn't stop their high-powered offense. We lost the game 5-3. After a nice soak in a hot bath with 50 strangers, I headed downtown for the celebration party. At the toast, the soccer coach handed me a gold medal and informed me I was one of two MVPs in the tournament. I was pretty surprised considering our 1-1 record that day, but I appreciated it. We proceeded to eat like crazy and drink heavily before calling it an evening by 8:30pm due to school the next day. I was presented with the medal (again) formally the next morning at the teacher’s meeting.
I was incredibly sore the day after and I continue to have some pains. I only hope they go away before this Sunday and the 20k race I foolishly signed up for.
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