Over fall break, I made the trek back to Connecticut and was able to make my way to Salve Regina to catch a soccer game. Watching the game reminded me how much I miss playing… but it also reminded me of how much work and time it was to balance. Games = fun. Practices = ehhhhh. I remember dreading practices last year, mostly because I felt as though we never accomplished much. Sure, we did conditioning and shooting and skills and all the basics… but I don’t know if it ever came together. And of course, after practice, I would have very little motivation to get any schoolwork done because I felt as though I should still be working out. [I will point out that this year, I still have very little motivation to get schoolwork done, but not because of working out... which I haven't done in ages...]
While at Salve, I must have seen about 200 Red Sox hats and shirts, which brings me to my next point: I totally don’t miss New England sports. There’s no place for Boston/New England fans in Minnesota (there’s hardly a place for Yankees fans!) which is quite satisfying. Once every 2 or 3 weeks, I’ll see a Red Sox hat or shirt and I get bitter, but it sure does beat the daily dose of Sox at Salve. Thank goodness I haven’t had to deal with Patriots and Celtics fans. For some reason, New England fans are that much more annoying than fans from any other region/city. Speaking of Red Sox… they’re tied with Tampa Bay right now – so everyone needs to cross their fingers for a win from the Rays tonight so my friends from home aren’t rubbing it in my face tonight!!
What do I miss? Ohhhhhh Salve… Newport… ocean. I went to talk to an old professor and her office had the perfect view of the ocean. You could see the tourists walking outside on the cliffwalk and you could even see all the way to First Beach from the comfort McCauley Hall. And it was a beautiful day; I almost wish it had been rainy so I wouldn’t remember the best part about Newport in the summer/fall. There were a lot of people at the game too, due to the beautiful weather. Unfortunately, Brother Reynolds Field does not overlook the ocean, so I did not get to see the water while watching the game… I remember freshman year, we got to play at Fort Adams, which was basically ON the water. Those were the days. During preseason the Fort was filled with sailboats and tourists, and it was amazing to see how active the place was. By sophomore year, Brother Reynolds Field on campus had been fixed, much to the disappointment of everyone. And by everyone, I mean me.
