I was honestly surprised that my body was up for it after the incredible s*x marathon I had enjoyed over the past 24 hours. Once I was out on the field, though, my legs and back loosened up and I was moving fluidly right away. I was a starter on the team and I had figured I would need to make an excuse why I couldn't play. Instead, I played of the best game of my life.
Everything just seemed to flow around me in slow motion. I could read everyone else's body language and anticipated where they were going to go. In our previous seven matches, I had scored a single fluky goal. I played midfield, so that wasn't unusual. My principle assignment was to defend against our opponent's best scorer and make sure he was covered all game.
That Saturday I took over the game. It wasn't an exaggeration
