GOOOAAAALLL!!!

After three years of playing adult co-ed soccer in the summer, it's finally happened--I scored a goal! I was too stunned by the fact that the ball went into the net to do any real celebration, although Darrell was rocking some fist-pumps for me from the sideline. And I'd like to pretend like it was an important, meaningful goal, but we were pretty well dominating the game, so it was fairly anti-climatic. Not to mention it was like the third or fourth shot I'd taken that game, including a breakaway, so I was pretty relieved that I'd redeemed myself from totally botching the other attempts. There's a reason I primarily play defense--I've been trained for so long to keep the ball out of the net that when I get in the open field taking a ball toward the net I tend to panic. But, the stars must have been aligned on this one because it sailed right over the outstretched hands of the keeper and into the top corner of the net. Definitely an exciting--although somewhat surreal--moment. Here's to hoping I can manage to score another sometime soon!