Yesterday was the first time I have actually pulled on my boots and played since June 2nd, the day I broke my leg. It has been three months since I have felt a ball on my foot and the sensation of flicking the ball over my head, turning around to settle it and taking off with it. My touch is gone. It must have left when it heard that I was going to have a two month lay off. I suppose I should send it a email and tell it to get it's ass back here. Oh yeah, bring the touch for my left foot too.
It's beautiful footie weather here today in Erie. It's about 90 degrees with low humidity and a strong wind of about 20mph. The wind alone made it fun today. I chased the ball around so damn much and then came the scoop that put the ball on the parking lot about the basketball court where I play. I grab my bag and hobble my ass up there to grab my ball and find it lodged under a car. I lay down, in my white team USA heat shirt, and dig the ball out from under the car. It brought a smile to my face like no other. I haven't had to do anything like that for so long. I guess it truly is the little things that make us happy.
I have some of the guys in the program ready and willing to start pickup games here. And I started a group on facebook for all the soccer players in the college. I doubt I'll play in a league this year but pick up games are better than nothing. I hope everyone has a happy footie Friday and remember two things: make the ball happy and joga bonito.
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