It's WAY harder than it looks. Serious.

I learned a valuable, valuable lesson last night:

Just because you played soccer 10 years ago and were decent, doesn't mean you will still be decent now.

So, I joined an indoor soccer league with some of my coworkers and we had our first game last night.

 The Drift Futbol Club

Little did we know that we had been placed in a level 1 league (when really we should be playing like, level 3) with teams full of people that have played for years and play on 2-3 teams year round. And let me tell you, the team we played last night meant business. I wont divulge the final score to you (but you can probably guess that we lost... badly), but I will tell you that I went into the game thinking, for some odd reason, that I would just kind of pick up where I left off with my soccer skills. 

Not so.

Apparently, playing on an all-boys city league team in fourth grade with your brother on your team and your dad as your coach, making some awesome saves as keeper, rocking (or so I thought at the time) as a defender, scoring a goal in the final tournament, and then winning gold medals, is no indication of how you will play when you are 23 years old and haven't been on the soccer pitch since eighth grade (when you joined the team late because they needed more players). 

I could have been great. But instead I'm awful. I was on the pitch for 2 minutes before I realized that I had no idea what I was doing. But you know what, I hung in there, and that's all that matters. 

I have now promised myself that I will practice as much as possible and continue to work out frequently during the week so that, in a few games from now, I will not be an embarrassment to my team. Sheesh.

P.s. Yes, that is a picture of a purple soccer ball and I may or may not wish it was mine.