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Jun. 13th, 2010
HetaFIFA 2010!
Jun. 13th, 2010 11:45 pmOW FUCK MY LEGS HURT
I saw someone in an Argentinian jersey on the way over. I was sad. XD Martiiiiiiiiiiinho. D:
So I thought I'd be all smart and make sure no one missed the meeting point and I'd get there an extra half-hour early! ...![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sephie_uchiha was already there when I got there. XD I thought about shouting her name, but I didn't just in case it wasn't her. I knew it was, though. ♥
At 12:00, when we were supposed to meet, there were exactly three people. Two of them were referees. o_o# Sam thought she would get lost, too, ain't that some shit? There were enough for a two-on-two match by 12:30 9_9 so we hung around until 1:00.
We couldn't use the East Meadow because there were people playing in the giant dust bowl and the area I chose next to the bathroom was too pitted and hilly. We walked to the North Meadow instead (which I thought would close at five, hence my not choosing it, but that's actually just the info center. The bathrooms were still open). We sat down for a picnic behind some ballfields, but they didn't realize that a twenty girls in soccer uniforms aren't about to be all "KYAAAAA~" over dudes playing baseball (even if it's a RULE that you have to be attractive if you wanna play shortstop).
I mean, not all of us even like dudes. Anyway.
We moved a little more, to a spot that was okay. We set up the cones to mark the field and basically just kicked the ball around because we had no idea what the fuck we were doing. ... And then we started dropping like flies because it was humid and we were out of shape. XD
We played other (sit-down) games instead: Duck-Duck-Goose and Bus Stop, and started up a kick circle or two. We listened to what we could of The Game. We might have enjoyed ourselves, but we missed seeing infamous goaltending fail.
We ate, made a paper bag Zuko, and kicked the ball around some more before leaving the park entirely sometime between eight and eight-thirty.
The train ride home was... interesting. There were seven of us on the downtown 6 that, first of all, took FOREVER to show up. When we got on, it was packed, and the Puerto Ricans were being, summarily, rowdy. Ay, mi gente. It was a pretty INSANE, and it got worse after I got off, I heard. The E and the bus were fairly boring rides. No one said anything about my jersey. XD
What else? I should explain the story behind Ireland. Putting aside the fact that France cheated, Ireland's flag looks quite a bit like Côte d'Ivoire's. We figured Ireland got drunk and thought she (Emily's Ireland is female) was in the World Cup anyway. And it's doubly amusing because the France we were supposed to have didn't show up yesterday. Most of the canon characters we were supposed to have didn't show up yesterday. ... Yeah. Gonna leave that alone right there.
But all in all, it was fun, and a success. :D I'm kinda not feelin' this because I already did the other recap post, so.... That'll be all for this.
I saw someone in an Argentinian jersey on the way over. I was sad. XD Martiiiiiiiiiiinho. D:
So I thought I'd be all smart and make sure no one missed the meeting point and I'd get there an extra half-hour early! ...
sephie_uchiha was already there when I got there. XD I thought about shouting her name, but I didn't just in case it wasn't her. I knew it was, though. ♥At 12:00, when we were supposed to meet, there were exactly three people. Two of them were referees. o_o# Sam thought she would get lost, too, ain't that some shit? There were enough for a two-on-two match by 12:30 9_9 so we hung around until 1:00.
We couldn't use the East Meadow because there were people playing in the giant dust bowl and the area I chose next to the bathroom was too pitted and hilly. We walked to the North Meadow instead (which I thought would close at five, hence my not choosing it, but that's actually just the info center. The bathrooms were still open). We sat down for a picnic behind some ballfields, but they didn't realize that a twenty girls in soccer uniforms aren't about to be all "KYAAAAA~" over dudes playing baseball (even if it's a RULE that you have to be attractive if you wanna play shortstop).
I mean, not all of us even like dudes. Anyway.
We moved a little more, to a spot that was okay. We set up the cones to mark the field and basically just kicked the ball around because we had no idea what the fuck we were doing. ... And then we started dropping like flies because it was humid and we were out of shape. XD
We played other (sit-down) games instead: Duck-Duck-Goose and Bus Stop, and started up a kick circle or two. We listened to what we could of The Game. We might have enjoyed ourselves, but we missed seeing infamous goaltending fail.
We ate, made a paper bag Zuko, and kicked the ball around some more before leaving the park entirely sometime between eight and eight-thirty.
The train ride home was... interesting. There were seven of us on the downtown 6 that, first of all, took FOREVER to show up. When we got on, it was packed, and the Puerto Ricans were being, summarily, rowdy. Ay, mi gente. It was a pretty INSANE, and it got worse after I got off, I heard. The E and the bus were fairly boring rides. No one said anything about my jersey. XD
What else? I should explain the story behind Ireland. Putting aside the fact that France cheated, Ireland's flag looks quite a bit like Côte d'Ivoire's. We figured Ireland got drunk and thought she (Emily's Ireland is female) was in the World Cup anyway. And it's doubly amusing because the France we were supposed to have didn't show up yesterday. Most of the canon characters we were supposed to have didn't show up yesterday. ... Yeah. Gonna leave that alone right there.
But all in all, it was fun, and a success. :D I'm kinda not feelin' this because I already did the other recap post, so.... That'll be all for this.
