Until this spring I hadn’t stepped on a soccer field as anything other than one of my kids’ coaches in over 22 years.  Some of the guys that I coach with in the Twin City club told me about an over-40 league here in Winston-Salem so I decided to give it a try.  I was picked up by a team called the White Lightning, and I’m here to tell you that there’s nothing lightning-esque about most of us.  But it’s a great group of guys and we have a good time as long as we’re not pulling or tearing muscles/ligaments/tendons.

Celeste came to our game today and took some pics.  You can see the full array here, and I’ve selected one that least makes me look like the elephant on rolling skates that I am (click on it to biggify).  You’ll notice the seven inch vertical leap which is down significantly from the 9 inch vertical I had as a young man. (Note to my friends who don’t follow sports: a nine inch vertical horrible, seven inches is downright pathetic).