#214: Spontaneous Soccer & Steampunk Tips
I was at a lunch with CJ’s family when this happened:
A bunch of us adults – all the girls in heels – stood in a rough circle and kicked around a number of balls while a two-year-old screamed delightedly and ran around in the middle. His grandfather and a great-aunt played too.
It was marvellous fun, and I felt my heart beating in an old, familiar way.
Grass. A ball. My feet.
Yes. It was soccer, jumping and cavorting in the back of my mind.
Regular readers will be shocked to hear that I used to play soccer obsessively (in school, not in any official team – but within that semi-competitive zone I was well respected). On a couple of occasions since, I’ve played spontaneous soccer in a road or on a field. Due to uncoordination plus an enthusiasm bordering on the kamikaze, I generally play barefoot against boys in shoes – and generally end up bleeding (they end up bruised, so it seems fair).
Our little circle turned into a soccer game, and I took off my jacket and boots and felt the old love of the game come flooding back. I had to restrain myself rather a lot, but I still got to head the ball, and almost score a goal despite three defenders in my way.
Right now I’m scheming to get together with a few semi-coordinated friends and play for more than those few tantalising minutes. Could this be a new and effective chocolate substitute?
I’ll let you know.
In the meantime, here’s a link to Richard Harland’s steampunk writing tips. http://ripping-ozzie-reads.com/2010/04/30/tips-for-writing-steampunk/ and the clockwork angel picture that goes with it.
Felicity Banks 
W said,
October 19, 2010 at 9:49 am
When I’m off my thesis-addiction, I’d love to play a bit. I like to play bare-foot, too!
twittertales said,
October 19, 2010 at 11:38 am
When the game actually happens, W, I’ll try to tempt you. Good to know you’re theoretically in.
Jolyon said,
October 20, 2010 at 1:17 am
I’ll wave from the sidelines, or perhaps from the other side of the world. But I’ll be waving! You don’t want to see me trying to run with a ball – it’s a recipe for disaster.
twittertales said,
October 20, 2010 at 8:22 am
Jolyon: I’m rubbish at dribbling too (at least in the soccer sense).