Soccer is finally here. God, it seems like only yesterday the girls and I were playing under the lights. It seems like yesterday we were all at Dusty’s house having our last cookout. Sadly, that was the last time I talked to some of those girls until recently.
I love soccer… I love my girls (at least most of them). With them, I feel so happy. If I was dumped from a long term relationship during soccer season, I would have recovered within a week… honest to God. Because, I would have had the whole girls soccer team pissed off because someone pissed me off. And, they make me feel like the best person on earth.
Warning: For all guys who break up with a soccer girl… you piss one off you piss them all off. And personally, I wouldn’t want a 5’8” goalie looking to rip my head off.
The goalie… I have a lot to say about her. Megan is one of the most interesting people I know; her and her sister. Being the goalie, she is one of the most influential people on the team… if she hates someone, by God everyone will hate them. Being a goalie, she is a little shy and quiet. But, when she is mad… shit, everyone better move out of the way. I miss her, and Emily. They are close to me and I feel comfortable talking to them. I am glad that we are able to hang around again.
I haven’t talked with a lot of them for over 6 months… wait until I tell them everything that’s happened… and I have a bit of advice for them all…
Never date a fat-ass albino man-whore.
~Shadow