ohhh sigh.

This weekend was so freaking pointless!!

My college team drove 11 hours to the southeast corner of Texas this weekend to go play 4 games since our original tournament got cancelled due to snow. We ended up being about 20 minutes from the Louisiana border and it was Marti Gras central down there and that was TIGHT! Too bad we couldn't celebrate...

So we drove down Friday and were scheduled to play Saturday and Sunday... Well Saturday morning rolls around and it is 1) freezing outside and 2) just got done raining. So we got to the field, which happened to be the SHITTIEST field I have EVER played on, did our warm up job and stretching and then our coach says to get back on the bus there is no way we are playing today. The reason being - the field was so AWFUL that when he stepped on the field he sunk. Someone was going to get hurt and he wasn't having it.

To end my story we traveled 11 hours to sit in a hotel room... We didn't even end up playing on Sunday. Sigh...

Though there was one good note about this trip. We all went as a team, all 20 girls our girl assistant coach to go see Dear John. It was a sight to see because during the sad parts, or really kind of the whole movie 18 of us were crying including our coach. At one point most of us were actually sobbing! Great movie, y'all should go see it!

Chat later.

-KBM