so, i got to play hero this weekend. if only for a few moments. it happened about 9am saturday. every girljock's dream. or mine, anyway.
we were playing a team notorious for beating us soundly. sure, they didn't have their full team. but neither did we.
sure, we were up 10-0 at the half. and sure enough, they were up 15-10 with very little time left. and then it happened. . .a kick, a chase, a scramble, and there was a score to the right of the posts. we were tied 15-15 and time was out. if i made the kick we won. if i missed, we went to overtime. long story longer, i made the kick. (and slipped doing it so i landed on my ass). hey! it was wet!
anyway, we won. 17-15 . and it was just like you'd (i'd) dream a game ending conversion to be. rushing the field, hugs, high fives. the game wasn't even that big a deal, but still. it felt good.
i was disappointed with my field play, but am glad my kicking is improving. in the next game, we lost, but i made two hardish kicks. oh! and in one play i dished to the girl and she scored . . .i converted to complete the play. awww. cute.
heh. i'm such a dork.