6.27.2004

A Slicky Whoop-Ti-Doo

A drizzly Saturday afternoon found me slogging through puddles and rivulets only to attend my first ever professional soccer game - Dallas Burn vz. DC United. Accompanied by an aficionado, participant and coach, I was sure to get a very thorough instruction as to the subtleties of this most European of sports. And, I was assured by my companion of a most exciting experience given the quality of the teams and especially from one Freddy Adu.

Camped out with the other fanatics, hat firmly plunked atop my smallish gourd, I willingly and joyfully had an afternoon of quite mediocre football. What did I expect? I wanted bicycle kicks and flying saves, inhuman feats of sprinting, deft juggling and crack play-making. What I got...20 sodden men slipping about on a most inhospitable slickened grass field, injury performances worthy of Oscars, and a moist corny dog.

Nevertheless, I can now say that I have attended yet another sport in inclement weather and lived to tell the tale.

Rah, Rah, Rah...GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooo ME!!!!

2 comments:

Ma'at said...

So I made an unintentional misrepresentation. So, sue me. At least you got to see the Oscar-like performances. :-P~~~

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sEa said...

Never sue a sue-er. I'd lose my shirt....Ooops!