With the game taking up most of the afternoon and early evening, there wasn't much time for anything else besides homework and dinner after getting back to the house.
Friday, most of our classes had tests or quizzes so it we weren't assigned very much homework which made us a pair of happy freshmen. At least...until practice.
Coach wasn't kidding when he said we would have a rough practice before the weekend. He made us work on every aspect of a game before calling it a night. He kept us as long as he could before getting close to the maximum hours practice time. We were diving in the dirt and rolling in the grass. Coach was adamant about making sure we were trying our best to be prepared for Monday's game against Servite.
I survived! Albeit, with some liver damage and plenty of stories to share. But thank you all for the thoughts and concerns and comments and just, really. Your support blows me away.
Fun story time: After the wedding, there was a party at an Airbnb. This dude, that I haven’t seen in years, called me out for one of the most embarrassing moments of my life. “Hey, aren’t you the girl who threw up in a sink at a lacrosse party?”
Me (dying inside): you can’t let that go after 5 years?!