Field Hockey and Me

OK, so I’m not a big basketball player. Or fan, for that matter. (See my blog, Basketball Fundraiser, May 15, 2006.) But I’m fairly decent in field hockey. So I picked a few girls from my room to play a few boys from my room and we went at it.

I have to admit I lost weight and sweated way too much and needed a long shower when I got home. We whipped the boys, of course, 5 to 1. I got all of the goals but one. I tried a few times to pass to one of my students so they could get a shot off, but you never saw so many clumsy students. They would miss the puck, hit it the wrong way, knock it way out of the way—well, you get the point.

That was yesterday. Today we challenged the 8th graders to a game. Once again we whipped them every which way but down. I guess one of my students decided I needed a break—and I was breathing heavy and I was sweating and—well you get the point. He came into the game and took over and I went to the classroom to organize things for tomorrow.

But before I left, I did play twenty-five minutes, and I did score three of the five goals and when I left, the score was 5 to 1.

So you might say I don’t have a clue about basketball. But no one can say this old man can’t still take on the young and best in field hockey.