I've fallen in love this semester. I have always enjoyed watching football, but I had no idea I would so LOVE playing it! I joined an intramural team back in September (a little reluctantly, the typical "I have too much to do" excuse kept trying to come up like word vomit).
The first game of the season proved to be a battle. Our coach couldn't come, we didn't have any subs, and we got to the game 15 minutes before it started... in our tie dye shirts. The other team, "Posse", showed up with three coaches, all wearing the intimidating colors of black and red, wearing their own flags and clearly already warmed up. We immediately starting thinking of creative plays, like dancing or falling down and pretending to be dead. Well two injured players later (making 6 out of the typical 8), we took them into overtime after scoring a touchdown each. We were down two men, and they had an entire defensive and offensive team. They weren't the only one's surprised. We were too.
Well I was one of the injured players. I got a black eye and a pretty decent gash. The EMT on site sent me to urgent care. You can see the nice shot of my shiner. I felt pretty BA. I won't lie.
Well we had a pretty great season. We consistently threw off the other team with our tie dye. I played the line and usually surprised them too. All 5 feet of me held off the big girls better than they thought I could.
We made it to the championships. Back where we began, we were playing "Posse." Well it was a really close game and we were tied and in the last 20 seconds they scored a touchdown. I suppose we took some hints from the Chargers. Despite the fact that we lost that game, it was a really fun season. And I love to play football now!
