The Holtonian

Halloween party and Dirty Soccer

This weekend was a rough one on me. Not only was it a bit of a reunion for my wife and her crazy girl friends from college, I also went through the ringer saturday for an intramural soccer game.

This past week we played 4 games, though I missed one due to bible study. Last night's was the most intense game to date. WE played five points, a hall that seemingly tries to be Catacombianesque but seems to be unable to live down their Macllelan tendencies. Either, way whatever their ethos as a hall they were a tough soccer team. One gruffy looking gent was by far the best player, aggressive, smart, and a good leader. He wasn't too rough, but wasn't too soft either. Their goalie was a tall bean pole from the land of giants. He stopped many shots. The score was I think 2 to 2 at the end after two halves of rough soccer. Of course I was quilty for a little of the rough stuff. I think I knocked one guy over.

You have to understand something about me when it comes to soccer... I don't stop. As long as my body permits, I run and kick and flail like no tomorrow. One of my patented moves is when a ball is between me and another person and we're both running for the ball, I don't stop. It may be a game of soccer chicken, but the truth is, I'm going for the ball, but you might be in my way once ball is touched my me. So I took some poor guy out. The game went to two over times and then to shoot outs. We were down 3 goals to none in the shoot out when we pulled a boston. Ian Hard, Blaine, and Ute scored three goals in a row to tie up the shoot out. Then the "Scrubbs" had to shoot. We missed, they missed, then Stromosexual came up to bat and shot the winning goal. It was glorious. It was a great game. But now I'm dead. My butt, right knee, neck for some reason, and right hand all are in serious pain.

.....We also had a bit of a shindig on friday night. It was a halloween party and some local friends came by to share in the fright fest. Wifey and I dressed up as Pirates, in costumes she sewed herself. I for some reason didn't have some one take a picture of us together, which stinks cause I was a pretty dang sexy pirate if I dar say so myself. Here's the two hosts of the party Becca who was a "Social butterfly" and Mrs. Pirate herself.

It was a good time and got to meet some people I didn't really know that well at all. The food was good and there was plenty of PBR on tap... purchased by yours truly. Nothing says pirate like a PB ARRRRRRRR!

Saturday I hung out with some friends and tried to rake some leaves but found it futile and frusterating. My yard is just a big old pile of leaves and its so daunting. I got the front raked almost to the half way point but couldn't find the strength to push it on through to the end. I'll try again tuesday if the weather holds.
Saturday was mostly a pizza and PBR night (Its the nectar of the Holtons). Then the infamous soccer game.
Here's a picture of the girls, they stayed up late saturday recounting their old times they had at covenant... I just sat in awe of the girly high pitched laughs and silly stories from college years.

Sunday we churched it and were so tired from this weekend that we just sort of fell asleep and didn't wake up till 7ish. We watched a movie and thats about it.

Posted by holtonian at October 31, 2004 10:19 PM | TrackBack