![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hnpccSo after last weekend's "last game of soccer" it turned out we had another game last night.
Apparently the centre has clicked that they can make stacks more money if they actually get everyone to play at least one final. Either that or they're boosting our morale by telling us that "we're all winners"... ;-)
So anyway last night we played "Mixed Breed". We lost, although the scoreline doesn't actually reflect how I felt we played. I'm bruised though, I got kicked in the ankle by their goalkeeper as well as the usual contingent of balls ricocheting off me and players running through me. Occasionally they're even opposition players.
But the funniest bit came after the game. As we were heading from our court back to the exit (via all the other courts) we noticed that the team we'd just played had stopped to watch the final minutes of the match one court down. So we stopped too. It was two teams from our division, the team that we'd played last week (in black) and another team (in blue).
"So who're you barracking for?" I asked Mixed Breed in general.
"NOT the black team".
And the bitch session started. Apparently we weren't the only team who'd had real problems with that team, in particular with one player who'd been nicknamed "The Ferret" and who is a complete arsehole. The ferret deliberately slid into me (sliding isn't allowed in indoor soccer) when I'd already gone down for the ball and kicked me in the head last week. He'd jumped and landed on Mixed Breed's goalie's groin when he'd gone down for the ball (again, he claimed accidentally). He was basically shit to play against and left everyone with a really bad feeling after the game. The rest of his team can also be bitchy, but he's the absolute star in that respect.
So we watched the game. It ended, drawn 4-4. Being a final, we waited to see what they'd do.
They started the game again after a 1 min break. Blue team had the kickoff. The centre passed to a wing, who slammed it at the goal... and it went in.
And three teams, two of whom had just realised it was Sudden Death, went "YES!!!"
And then we realised how bad that looked and hurried away, still giggling.
Three quarters of the way home, after dropping off three people, I found myself mentally going:
"Nasssty Ferrets.. we hates them, precious..."
Apparently the centre has clicked that they can make stacks more money if they actually get everyone to play at least one final. Either that or they're boosting our morale by telling us that "we're all winners"... ;-)
So anyway last night we played "Mixed Breed". We lost, although the scoreline doesn't actually reflect how I felt we played. I'm bruised though, I got kicked in the ankle by their goalkeeper as well as the usual contingent of balls ricocheting off me and players running through me. Occasionally they're even opposition players.
But the funniest bit came after the game. As we were heading from our court back to the exit (via all the other courts) we noticed that the team we'd just played had stopped to watch the final minutes of the match one court down. So we stopped too. It was two teams from our division, the team that we'd played last week (in black) and another team (in blue).
"So who're you barracking for?" I asked Mixed Breed in general.
"NOT the black team".
And the bitch session started. Apparently we weren't the only team who'd had real problems with that team, in particular with one player who'd been nicknamed "The Ferret" and who is a complete arsehole. The ferret deliberately slid into me (sliding isn't allowed in indoor soccer) when I'd already gone down for the ball and kicked me in the head last week. He'd jumped and landed on Mixed Breed's goalie's groin when he'd gone down for the ball (again, he claimed accidentally). He was basically shit to play against and left everyone with a really bad feeling after the game. The rest of his team can also be bitchy, but he's the absolute star in that respect.
So we watched the game. It ended, drawn 4-4. Being a final, we waited to see what they'd do.
They started the game again after a 1 min break. Blue team had the kickoff. The centre passed to a wing, who slammed it at the goal... and it went in.
And three teams, two of whom had just realised it was Sudden Death, went "YES!!!"
And then we realised how bad that looked and hurried away, still giggling.
Three quarters of the way home, after dropping off three people, I found myself mentally going:
"Nasssty Ferrets.. we hates them, precious..."
