futbol
yesterday morning, after a 12 hour shift, a bunch of the guys at work played a game of futbol. the game was started with a 24 pack outside of segerdahl graphics and a blue scuff on the foreman's mercedes. the workers regrouped at a nearby soccer field and began the one hour game.
it turned out that myself and the only other kid born here in america were the only ones without soccer cleats. I should have got some beforehand because the harder i played, the harder i fell on my ass from slipping on the morning dew. Anyways I was surprised at my abilities, even though I have not played in years. The teams were Europe VS. Latin America, (pretty much Poland Vs. Mexico with a few other countries in there, like bulgaria, lithuania, brasil, and italy). Vietnam was out on a permanent beer break. I ended up being on the Mexican side, for one because europe had too many players, and for two because I am tan enough to pass.
We ended up losing 6-4. But it was a good and fun game, and I am excited about hanging out with my coworkers. I went straight to a sporting goods store and bought some cleats, which ended up being too small and I had to return. I passed out around 1 pm and woke up around midnight to a party upstairs. Dan invited a bunch of idiots over and they fucked up the entire house and yard. Man, I thought my parties were bad. There are bottles and cups all over the place. In fact I am wearing sandals throughout the house because its so fucking sticky from all the beer.
Anyways I got the next few days off of work to rest my sore as hell legs (I can barely stand up they are so sore!!!). I go back wednesday night, so if y'alls want to chill hit me up!
Anyone up for a BBQ tomorrow or tuesday at my house???
-Matt
it turned out that myself and the only other kid born here in america were the only ones without soccer cleats. I should have got some beforehand because the harder i played, the harder i fell on my ass from slipping on the morning dew. Anyways I was surprised at my abilities, even though I have not played in years. The teams were Europe VS. Latin America, (pretty much Poland Vs. Mexico with a few other countries in there, like bulgaria, lithuania, brasil, and italy). Vietnam was out on a permanent beer break. I ended up being on the Mexican side, for one because europe had too many players, and for two because I am tan enough to pass.
We ended up losing 6-4. But it was a good and fun game, and I am excited about hanging out with my coworkers. I went straight to a sporting goods store and bought some cleats, which ended up being too small and I had to return. I passed out around 1 pm and woke up around midnight to a party upstairs. Dan invited a bunch of idiots over and they fucked up the entire house and yard. Man, I thought my parties were bad. There are bottles and cups all over the place. In fact I am wearing sandals throughout the house because its so fucking sticky from all the beer.
Anyways I got the next few days off of work to rest my sore as hell legs (I can barely stand up they are so sore!!!). I go back wednesday night, so if y'alls want to chill hit me up!
Anyone up for a BBQ tomorrow or tuesday at my house???
-Matt