Monday, February 26, 2007


When Heather called a few weeks ago, she mentioned how much she was missing soccer. She hasn't played since our season ended last August. Neither have I.

Heather, who is in her second year teaching, is too overwhelmed by her busy life to play soccer on weeknights. I, living an hour away from the indoor soccer facility I've been playing at since I was a freshman in high school, cannot justify the commute.

Maybe, I said to her, we can find a team that plays on Friday nights.

She encouraged me to look into it.

And I turned to Colin, the most dedicated soccer player in my life, to help me.

"You should have told me earlier!" he said. "I just committed to playing on a coed team on Friday nights."

A coed team, unfortunately, that was at capacity.

It took Colin less than an hour to find us a home on another team in the same league.

I'll be playing against him.

I'm looking forward to it. I like the clarity that it brings: he is on this team, I am on that team. We'll battle.

And, maybe, at the end we'll kiss and make up.

Maybe we won't.

But I still hope that we will. And pray that I can accept either outcome.


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