Musings of a Drunken Monk: Individual Entry Archive

This past weekend I participated in a soccer tournament that was organized I believe for language teachers in Japan. It featured sixteen teams, one of which was obviously ours.

Despite having never practiced together and most of the team being comprised of self-described "chain-smoking alcoholics," we managed to hold our own. Granted we lost every game we played, but (perhaps due to the brevity of the games) we managed to lose only by three points maximum per game. By our second game we realized that our single goal for the tournament should be to score a single goal. We managed to do that within the last thirty seconds of our fifth and last game. So with an overall goal ratio of one to twelve, we emerged triumphant.

My body has rarely hurt more in my life, but it was a fun and invigorating time. Strangely enough it has also ignited in me a small bit of interest in soccer, where before I detested the sport. I guess all it takes is a sound beating and fun teammates.

UPDATE: You can see photos of our journey here: http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b365/osmocote/Nagano%20Soccer/