I started playing in a pick-up soccer game at lunchtime a few months ago. I never played before in my life but it looked like fun, so I thought I would give it a shot.
It is a lot of fun, and GREAT exercise. It's basically a series of 20-30 yard sprints over the course of an hour.
Of course, I'm not a very good player. Ok, I'm lousy! I just stay back on defense and try to keep it simple and learn as much as I can. I will say that I am getting better little by little, certainly my fitness has improved.
Most of the touches I get on the ball are the result of me blocking a pass or a shot. I'll get a pass from a teammate occasionally, but about half the time I get nervous and don't do so great on my follow-up pass.
A player that only comes out occasionally will pass the ball to me and maybe I'll move it along well, maybe not. If not, that guy won't pass it to me again.
Sometimes it's almost comical. Earlier this week one of my teammates had the ball at his feet and was holding off three defenders. He looks up and sees me standing all alone in space, then looks down and goes right back to getting worked over by the defenders.
I guess he figured that he would take his chances on his own rather than give the ball over to me. I chuckled inside. I can't blame him. As far as I'm concerned, I have to earn the right to have the ball passed to me.
Oh well! I'll keep working on it......
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