Hey guys.
I'm back.
Still not okay but I figured I'd just update.
Anyway this weekend was the US Women's game.
Guys when I saw Abby Wambach. I cried. Like burst into tears. Then Sunday I saw Alex, and legit. Dead. Omg.
I'll put pictures up with each chapter.
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Before I knew it it was Wednesday and I was heading to the stadium. I went through the back and saw Coach talking with the assistants.
I walked up and greeted everyone.
"Alex we got you something." Coach started. She went to a cardboard box and handed it to me. It was all taped up in one of those ways that makes you want to punch a wall.
You know the kind?
That box took me fifteen minutes to open. All the while the coaches are video taping me and watching me struggle.
When I finally did get it open there were packing peanuts. I glared up at Jill, "Seriously? This better not be empty."
She held her hands up. "It's not."
I dug through those irritating little peanuts until I found a bubble wrapped object.
"For God sakes!!" I exclaimed
I ripped it open, after three times of trying, and saw a jacket. A jacket all the coaches have.
It was embroidered to say 'Assistant Coach Alex. (Temporarily)'.
"Aww it's awesome! Thanks fellow coaches." I said as I gave them all hugs.
"Temporary fellow coaches. I don't want you thinking you can do whatever you want when you get back." Jill laughed
"Let's be honest. I do that anyway." I joked
"Yeah yeah. Let's get out there temporary fellow coach." She said leading the way to the tunnel.
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We were totally kicking butt by the second half! We were up by two goals already!
Let me tell you, Benzema, is a brilliant player. Absolutely brilliant.
I was all ramped up and wanting to get on the field at the sixth minute. "Oh I wish I could play!" I kept saying
Jill rolled her eyes. "Having you on the bench was a bad idea. You are getting too rambunctious." *I would've said my short version for that word which is 'rammy'. But tisnt proper english. :) *
Which was true. I can get very hyper.
I am horrible on rainy days.
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At the end of the match I was so wound up coach actually told me to go run around the locker four times.
"Alex. Go home, get some of that energy out." Jill laughed
I told the girls I'd meet up with them for dinner and went home. I did crunches and leg ups for an hour.
I felt much better after that.
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