Thursday, July 1, 2010

Oh this should be interesting

I was just cycling and I wondered what I could right about. Somehow the word awkward entered my mind. I'm not sure why, but it did make me think of a perfect thing to talk about, my first few days at Women's Soccer practice in September.

I'm not quite sure when the team found out I was helping them out. For the first few weeks I was just there on game days and ran the facebook page. I didn't know any of the players and the players didn't really know who I was. It wasn't awkward to be at games because the team never really interacted with me.

Then I did my first facebook interview with Cory Bildstein. It required me to go to practice, which I really did want to be at because I knew that the basketball managers were required to be at practice so I figured there was somehow I could help.

Anyway the first time I went towards the practice field I was so NERVOUS. Ridiculously nervous. I actually wanted to turn around a couple of times. I felt so out of place then. I also stayed behind the fence because I was afraid to walk on the field. It was as if I was barefoot and the field was made out of hot coals. In reality it was more like if I stayed behind the fence I'd only look a little creepy. I felt that if I was on the field I was really creepy. I stayed behind the fence because I only wanted to look a little creepy. I couldn't interview Cory that day and I was thrilled to be honest. The awkwardness of standing behind a fence for the last 20 minutes of practice was killing me.

I came back the next day and once again was really nervous, but I was thrilled because when I got there the next day I was given something to do. I sat on the side of the field and found jersey numbers of former players for coach. Then I got to interview Cory. From then on I was at practice even though at first, for a week or two, I felt so out of place, like in-laws on a honeymoon.

As the season went on I got more and more comfortable. I just felt it would be funny to share how awkward it was at first.

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