Mental Errors

Yesterday was a day I wish I could've done over. Not that anything bad happened ... well it did. Got out to the game yesterday afternoon and waited ... the other team failed to show 'til about 2 minutes before there was to be a forfeit. So, we finally get to play ... and ... well ... I stunk ... I literally stunk it up on the field. Couldn't catch a ball to save my life, missed blocks and I mean, it was a team effort, but I put the blame on myself. There were so many more things I could've done. And yet, we still had a chance to win. But with the way I was droppin' easy passes, I think my QB lost a lil' confidence in me yesterday. I can't say I blame him. I wouldn't have thrown to me either. Now I'll have to make up for it in the next game. I know most of you may say, "It's only a game", but it's my passion, which is why I'm so hard on myself about it. We, as a team made too many mental mistakes, still had the chance to take the lead and failed. But oh well, I guess that part's out of my system now. I know I'll be prepared next time. I spoke with my coach on the way home and he let me know that I'm the key to the offense ... which, is a bit of a morale booster ... 'cause I think he knows how critical I am about my efforts. My hand kind of hurts as well 'cause I ... um ... kind of punched a hole in a wall [not tellin' where] to release some of the tension I had in me. I just can't believe I played like that. Also ... thinkin' back ... some dude kicked a lady 'cause she was headed to a seat on the train before him. I should've punched a hole in him. Anyway ... with my days never havin' a dull moment, I guess it happens. What can you do though, huh?

The end!