Tonight I was playing soccer with Captain Pony's Rainbow Squad (the team has made it in my blog a few photos this year). The photo represents what this game felt like. It was a big net, we scored one, but couldn't seem to get the upper hand. Even though I am sick, I decided to play, and for some reason, I felt like my legs were at their best this year. I was running good, back and forth. I had a good hustle going, drilled a good shot on the goalie, which I should know not to shoot at the goalie, but rather beside the goalie. Even if some players on our team did some pre-game drinking, what else can you expect, when you play on St Patty's Day and your game is at 11pm. As for me, who knows how I'll feel tomorrow, either this was a good way of sweating out the bad stuff out of me, or I might be wiped in the morning. As I'm sitting writing this post, I still feel like my lungs are breathing cleaner than they have been all day! Lets hope my body can fight this cold!
