Showing posts with label soccer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label soccer. Show all posts

Thursday, July 12, 2007

So that there is hope in the future

We all have that day when we wake up and just have no clue as to what to do with our lives. You may have just realized that existence in pointless or dropped out of school it is the same feeling. ‘What do I do now…? What should I do with myself all day? How do I go on?’

I know. I advertise this problem- how often have you heard me say “I don’t know what to do with myself? Also, many friends have recently come to me with this problem. Looking for wisdom or answers or my mom to find them a new job….The one thing that I have come up with that seems to work is small steps. Stop looking at the big picture, there is no point. We just don’t have any control over that. Pick one thing to be excited about at a time. Ice Cream. Harry Potter. Once you get the hang of it, you can plan it out a little further, but start with small steps.

Things that I am excited about right now:

John.
Book 7 of Harry Potter
Moving in to my sweet new Apt.
Jer & Adam- best roommate ever!
Shadow Art Fair
Going Camping again soon
Sunday Soccer

What are you excited about?

Saturday, June 23, 2007

The Official Sport of Planet Earth and Ypsilanti

I've started playing soccer at Frog Island park, Sundays and Wednesdays at 5:30, with friends and random acquaintances. The number of players (as little as two on a team, as many as five) varies as wildly as their respective skill levels (ranging from rank amateurs to amateurs worth ranking), but it remains amicable enough that even someone 10 years out of practice (like I am) can enjoy themself.

When things get too competetive, I tend to quit because it's no longer fun. Thankfully, this is not the case. Players are swapped between teams as necessary, and half the time we don't even keep score. It's hard to take things too seriously when you're playing on half a field and using orange cones.

One of the things I like about Ypsi is that you encounter all kinds of different cultures without even trying. Quite regularly our dicking around is overshadowed when the actual field (we play off to the side, near the amphitheater) is taken over by actual teams who want to play an actual game. Thus far its either been Latinos, (Guatemalans, I think) or West Africans (from where I have no clue).

I am aware that soccer is the most popular sport the world over, but these happen to be the two groups that immediately come to mind think of when I think of it. Ypsi's local leagues would only be made more complete---in my head at least---by the inclusion of drunken Scotsman.