MY FEET STINK

[bitchy_merlin]

WHAT.

WHAT.

WHO BEAT NEWTONBROOK? YEAH. YEAH THAT'S RIGHT. WE DID. OH SNAP.

It was a close game; the final score was 10-5. They had some massively impressive tackles (one time, Jess got picked up and slammed on the ground like a rag doll), but thanks to Ashley's warm-up, our defense didn't suck as much as it did last game, and we held our own.

Personally, I don't think that was the best I've ever played. All I really did was run around the field, trying to catch up with the ball. But it wasn't bad. Our team is fantastic.

BUT THE END OF THE GAME, OH MY GOD. Never having met Ashley, no one will truly understand how ridiculous this was, but nonetheless.... you should have seen her when we won. I wish I'd had my camera. Holy shit, she was giggling. ASHLEY WAS GIGGLING. And she was doing the "OMG I'm so elated that I wish I could jump for joy!!!!!" dance - you could obviously tell that she wanted to FLAIL LIKE A FANGIRL WHOSE OTP HAS JUST BECOME CANON. Seriously, her face was all red, and her voice was all high and shaky, and SHE WOULDN'T STOP SMILING, IT WAS THE MOST RIDICULOUS THING EVER. I was laughing so hard, because, c'mon, it's Ashley. Oh man. Good times.

...I'm still so buzzed that we won! XD

I can still smell my feet. It's so gross.

Final Note: The referee was SO HOT. He had red hair and a New Zealand accent and yes please. LOL, at the beginning of the game, before giving us our pre-game talk, Ashley put on her sunglasses and peered over at the ref. We huddled around her in a circle, waiting for whatever words of wisdom she was sure to impart.

"I'm just gonna stand here and look intense for a bit," she said. She stood there. But instead of looking intense, she just kind of stared over our heads at the ref's ass. For five minutes. I tried not to interrupt her reverie with my laughter. But I can't really blame her because lakdjfl;ad I really like redheads.