Tuesday, October 26, 2010

The Worst Weekend Ever

The following is an example of how hard it is to complain about our lives.

Us Foresters attend school in a beautiful suburb of one the country's greatest cities. Our campus is less than a mile from one of the world's largest lakes. We live with our best friends, have food prepared for us in an above-average cafeteria, and we don't have to do our own dishes. We attend small classes of our choosing taught by excellent (and occasionally amusing) professors. And with our free time we get to play a game. To help us out the school gives us uniforms and coach buses and pretty great fields.

But sometimes we have to take long bus trips...like to Grinnell, Iowa.
Caroline Stearns catches up on sleep

We had to take one such trip over the weekend. A scheduling quirk meant that we had to travel to Grinnell Friday night, play a tough conference team Saturday, travel back home, and play another conference team Sunday afternoon. Not easy.

But it worked out. We won our game on Saturday and then cheered the boys to victory as well.
Watching the Men's game

Yay! Molly's brother Max scored a goal!

Okay, so it isn't all sunshine and pancakes. We had to eat dinner at a truck stop twice in 24 hours. Our muscles were sore and our legs were tired for our Sunday game and we certainly didn't play the best soccer of our lives against Beloit. But two weekend victories means we are guaranteed a spot in the Conference Tournament.

This upcoming weekend we get to host two games at home, so no bus trips or truck stops. Whew!

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