See? I Told You

Ugh. They were at least there to cheer on their cheating, rough, mean team.

But still.

Sit your tushies down.

To add to the fun, when something didn't go their teams way, they banged on the glass and yelled.

The desk is right behind them. Why didn't someone on staff say something? Probably because they're just as nervous about approaching them as I am:(

But it was all worth it since we won 12-7!

Friday Evenings

Shawn is on an men's Friday night soccer team. The games are usually 9:50 or later. I've attended a midnight game.

The thing about having a late night game is the beer...and the fans.

I guess I should mention that this team plays in the hood. He plays at two different indoor arenas. This one...is scary. I am not being mean in any way when I say I am a minority when I'm there. I have noticed over the last few months though that many of the people in the stands aren't there to watch a team, it's just where they go on Friday evenings. They make a meal from the snack bar, buy lots of beer from there, and just hang out. Even at the midnight game there's quite a crowd, children also. Young children. I've sat by children who were screaming from what I'm assuming is tiredness. I've seen sleeping children shaken awake to leave.

But the thing that bothers me the most??

The stragglers.

Last week Shawn played on Field #1. I hate Field #1. It's basically the walkway to get to the other two fields. The stands are pushed back against the wall and people walk in front to get to Field #2. The stands were filled when I got there so I took a seat at the bottom and patiently waited until the previous fans left so I could move up. Shawn is goalie and the only way to see him when he's on the opposite end is to be on the top row. The game started and no one moved. The team joined their fans and my view decreased. The players didn't exactly sit though. Basically they stood in front of me to have their after party. When the case of beer showed up it got worse. They were in no hurry to leave. The children slowly left to go somewhere else to play so I was able to move up a little bit but this still happened a lot.
I didn't think to snap the picture when there were 7 of them. But this guy never sat down once. He stood there, blocking my view, the entire game. The entire game. I got to the point where I just stood up. I am always afraid to say anything. I value my life a little tiny bit. Most of these people are pretty rough. So I just sat there getting madder and madder and sick to my stomach. That happens to me when I'm nervous or mad. Plus it was a pretty intense game. With Shawn as goalie I'm usually sick to my stomach anyway. We left after Shawn's game and the crowd in the stands was still going strong. I needed some fresh air and possibly a stiff drink.

We'd won, but I still was fuming.

Oh, and the red sign to the right of the blockade?

"DO NOT STAND IN FRONT OF GLASS"

Ugh.

It's Friday again. Wish me luck.

Late Night Soccer Games

After my date with Shawn I told him I'd go to his 10:45 soccer game. 10:45 in the p of m. We switched clothes and headed down to the hood. It's really not a scary part of town, but the type of people that hang out there at that time of night...a little frightening. Not all of them of course, but quite a few. What amazed me even more was there were children everywhere! They were at an indoor soccer arena after 11. I know it was a Friday night, but my children were home sound asleep. I settled into the bleachers and pulled out my camera. I couldn't talk to anyone around me since they were speaking in a language I don't know.

There's horrible light in there. Horrible. I've figured out how to get good pictures. Good, but not great. I've tried every setting. Every aperture and ISO. Half the game I had to shoot through the net. Still, I caught some of his finest saves as the goalie. I usually get physically ill when he's the goalie from constant worry, but taking pictures kept that from happening. See, taking pictures saves lives!!

Except his that is.

This is my favorite! Shawn agreed and it's now his Facebook profile picture. That, to me, is the highest compliment I can get. I have about 10 friends that have a picture I took of them as their profile picture. It makes my day every time I see it.

But back to the picture.

That's my man!! Okay, so pictures might not save lives...but they do tell a story.

Like this. This tells a story about a guy with a big sense of humor, or no sense of style. The end.

This makes my heart stop...

My baby is the goalie.

What in the world was the coach thinking? Who would put my precious baby in front of the goal with players coming at her and a ball hurdling towards her head?

Oh wait.

She asked to be goalie.

And Shawn is the coach.

Still...

It worries me. Luckily if she was goalie and Evan was defender, he stayed close enough to protect her.Isn't that sweet? He's just taking care of his future wife.

I must say though, the girl has some skills.Luckily she's only goalie for the first half. Then I can breath and she can show off some of her other skills. It's so good to know that one of the three girls inherited Shawn's soccer abilities. And she returns the whole protection favor when Evan is goalie.At the end of the season the highlight for everyone was the trophies.And I could take deep breaths and sleep in every Saturday.

Well, until indoor season starts.

Help me now.

She is no help:c)

We're Famous!!

Well, sort of.

Shawn's fashinable hairdo for Reagan at a soccer game had me excited to submit it to my new favorite website.

Check us out!

There I Fixed It.com

There I Fixed It

Need a laugh?

Need to kill a few hours?

Well look no further than my new favorite website.

There I Fixed It

I laughed until I cried.

Go, take a look.

And report back. I'd like to hear which is your favorite. My personal favorite is the car colored in with Sharpie.

I was lucky enough to get a picture last weekend that I recently submitted. I can't wait to see if they post it.

Would you like to see??

Are you sure??

This is what happens when I was in another town with McKinley for an audition and Shawn and Reagan had to leave for a soccer game. It was the only thing he had in the car.

There, he fixed it.

Soccer!

Reagan is a proud team member of 'The Crew'. When the team started last year there were three girls. By the end of the first practice there was one. The other two left in tears. Reagan can hold her own with the boys. Most of the teams they play are all boy also.

There are some problems though.

Her hair does blow in her eyes a lot.

And the boys can cause trouble on the benches.

And her sisters are usually too cold to watch and cheer.

And some time the other players just aren't doing what they're supposed to do.
But she has those long legs.

And scores quite often.

At a dollar a goal she's raking up the dough!

And apparently she gives great back massages.

And another good thing about being the only girl on the team...if they ever have to practice 'shirts and skins', we're guaranteed she'll be a shirt!