Memoirs

Memoirs, as someone put it, are slices of life. They're just a small but significant portion of the whole story. And that's what this is -- snippets of my story.

Saturday, February 19, 2005

In which we lose and I almost cry

Tara went to the game with me last night. Nikki-K is out of town this weekend so I asked Tara if she wanted to go with me. It would have been lots of fun except that it was pretty clear after the first 5 minutes that we were going to lose. It was pretty bad. The other team was really, really tough. One of them shoved Andy and he fell and slid like 5 feet before he stopped. Tara said, "They need to be nice! He could have walked all over poor little Andy!" Andy's not that little . . . he's not as big as some of the other guys on the team, but he's not little. I think it seems like he's small only because a few of the guys are quite large. For example, # 44 is 6'10" and he makes EVERYONE look like a midget.

I was so disappointed. But we play again tonight and we HAVE to win because we're tied for third (NSIC) with Concordia and if we win, we'll get to play another home game. It's crazy how much you learn being a copy editor. . .

I'm liking the whole first soprano thing. Whee! :-)
~MJ

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