Weekend Warrior Confessional
By: Sean | March 22nd, 2009
A couple of important things happened last Friday. Portland, Oregon was awarded a Major League Soccer franchise for the 2011 season and to local football fans like myself, this was a big deal. On a slightly larger scale, my calendar noted that last Friday was also the first day of spring and so, exactly according to schedule, all of the rain clouds disappeared, all of the flowers started blooming and everything is rainbows and sunshine and ponies. Imagine my surprise when it started hailing during my afternoon scrimmage today. This isn’t supposed to happen in the Pacific Northwest! The calendar said so! Ha.
With the start of spring comes, happily, the advent of the spring outdoor soccer season. That means a little spring cleaning is in order and I find myself going through the familiar ritual of smacking out the dried turf from my boots, ensuring the shirts are washed and accounted for, and checking to make sure the nets and corner flags are good to go for another ten matches.
But beyond the preseason gear check, how about a good football conscience cleaning? Do you have any deep, dark footballing secrets that have been gnawing at your soul? Any moments on the pitch that have left you feeling “not so fresh”? This season you deserve a clean slate, my fellow Weekend Warriors, so here’s your chance. Feel free to drop a comment and clear your conscience once and for all. The great thing about the internet is that it is hard to tell if you are bragging or genuinely feel remorseful! Maybe you are like a manager I know–we’ll call him “Shawn”–and you fielded some players who may have not been entirely eligible for a late season match because they weren’t on the roster for one of the first seven games. Maybe you scored a match-winning goal with a part of your body that would have made Diego Maradona proud. Feel free to drop a comment…unless your deep, dark footballing secret is “I totally did my goalkeeper’s girlfriend after a match” in which case, Forum is on another website…
Cheers!
Category: Orange Slices and Aspirin
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In primary school I was once forced to wear a Manchester United shirt during PE. The horrors, I blame Thatcher!
;O)
Gary
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my desire to dribble the whole defense may or may not have been the reason my team lost the tournament
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My clearance of the ball behind the goal line and insisting that I was on the goal line and getting away with it comes to mind. As well as a deflected save from their keeper into my arm/chest (mostly the arm) and into the net and getting away with that as well.
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When I was a kid, I was having an awful game at striker and completely ran through and over an opposing keeper in a pretty meaningless game. He didn’t get hurt or anything, but every time I take a free kick to the groin or face while standing in goal, a part of me thinks its karma for that day in 1980-something.
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I didn’t mean for my instinctive hand of god impression to go in.
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