Sunday

On Sunday, I got cut from another team. The teenagers’ opponent decided I did not look the right age and refused to allow me on the field. It was a shame because neither of their of-age keepers (or at least, neither of the keepers with papers calling them 16) showed up. The result was a 3-2 loss to a much bigger and richer club, after the bench-warmer-turned-keeper who filled in for the day fumbled two soft shots into his own net.

Defensores lost as well, (their hired talent failed to show up for the early morning match) officially eliminating them from the tournament. On the up side, this means that they will start practicing every Friday night. They invited me along, filling the last soccer-free day in my weekly schedule.

We left the field and went back to Arturo’s house to eat a roast and watch “The Day After Tomorrow” on Telefuturo.