Sometimes I Don't Mind
Whining

I played in the Sanchez Cup today which is a charity soccer tournament.  From 10 AM to 2:45 PM, we had FIVE soccer games of 30 minutes each. To put that in perspective, one normal 11’s game is 90 minutes and you don’t run the entire time.  This was short field 7’s, which for the field players means non-stop sprinting the entire time. As a goalie, I spent the afternoon doing my best impression of a pinball flipper as I faced a multitude of shots. 

There isn’t enough beer in the world to ease my pain and soreness right now and getting out of bed will be a chore in the morning.

We didn’t come in last place which is nice, but do I need to sit back and do some serious whining.