It was 9pm on Monday night. I had my forehead leaning on the glass as the rain was pounding outside. I wasn’t in a great mood.
Had I made the wrong decision?
I was in the gym pondering the Sunday morning game.
It was 9pm on Monday night. I had my forehead leaning on the glass as the rain was pounding outside. I wasn’t in a great mood.
Had I made the wrong decision?
I was in the gym pondering the Sunday morning game.
It was a relaxing start to the day because I had plenty of time before my games. I was initially afraid I had arrived late because the dressing room was empty. I frantically got changed into gear and rushed out to look for everyone and where I was assigned to.
The first set of referees I ran into pointed me to the field behind the complex that we hadn’t used yet in the tournament. The games that had been postponed from the day before were to be played there. I walked briskly over to find 4-5 referees walking around the pitch inspecting it. Only… Continue reading
I consider this Game #4 this season because these games qualify me as being active.
It was no ordinary appointment either. I won’t lie to you here. I was definitely nervous pre-match. It was set to be a highly competitive match. All Cup matches are because there must be a winner and only one team will prevail. This was going to make or break my season.
Sunday was match day and Continue reading
This was a hectic day because from nothing to a very tiring day with two heavy games.
Also imagine that. A post dedicated to just one day of football.
I initially had this designated as Continue reading