Recap: Way too many guys, probably about close to fifty, which means six subs per team. That’s just way too many. I was on the marginally better team on the better field but that’s not much to cheer about—we had a couple ball hogs and a couple of guys who didn’t like to sub. With six subs, that’s far more than annoying.

Health Report: Okay. As stated, there are guys who like to get more stuck in and I’ve heard a lot grumbling about it, but everyone simply endures. My feet got kicked a bunch and I got a good whack across the left shin, so I expect a nice bruise to complement the PB&J one I have under my right knee.

Performance: Eh. It wasn’t so bad actually, but it wasn’t my favorite kind of playing either. The last couple Friday’s we had some ethereal passing going on, lots of great movement and the ball zipping around. Today it was more of one or two guys taking on three and dishing it at the last moment, leaving someone to roll it into the unguarded net. Not nearly as much fun.

Rating: — Like I said, nothing special. I had a couple nice turns and some spot-on passing, but I sat on the bench for long stretches (only about four or five of the guys on our team bothered to sub regularly) but the day tended to go like this: split the defense with a nice pass, make a thirty yard run to get open, watch as the guy you passed it to takes on three defenders, then dishes it off at the last moment. Get a thumbs up for the pass and jog back to defense. Repeat. Take a sub, sit out for twelve minutes. Repeat. Nowhere near as gratifying as slick passing, back heels, chips, and all the other stuff that makes the game fun.