Time Flies

It's funny how you don't realize time going by.  I forgot how long it's been since I'd posted.  I thought it had been recently but then I read "October Posts" and realized it was in fact November and actually closer to December.  I'll contemplate this further later.  Just thought I'd write something so my blog didn't look so empty.

For the Wasatch Girls' Quaterfinal Game

Ok so this blog is about to get real personal.

              So, my old friend Camari texted me and told me my amazingly beautiful soccer girls needed a few extra words of inspiration and encouragement.  Unfortunately for you girls, you’re going to get a little more than what you asked for from me.  Blame yourselves, you should know me well enough by now to know I never shut up.  Here is something I wrote to myself last year when I became captain.  This is what I usually read and think about before every game.  It always helps me; maybe it can help you guys too.

First I want to you all how much I love you.  All you girls truly have and will always have a place in my heart.  Each and every one of you has touched my life in some way and I pray that I might have done the same for you.  I sincerely love each and every one of you.  You are all intelligent, strong, beautiful girls who embody everything every girl should strive to be.  I miss you all every day and sometimes I even catch myself bragging about a few of you as if you are my little sisters.  Remember how I cried at our last game?  I absolutely love you guys.  Ok so here it goes:

[Last year we had] a young, stumbling, thrown together team.  When everyone expected us to fall we rose up from the harsh expectations placed on us by others and we became something great.  We became a sisterhood, we became a team, and we became a family.

We played above our coaches or any others who put restrictions on us.  We pushed aside all the people who caused us hurt and told us “you can’t”.  We stared straight at what was holding us down and we said, “I don’t play for you!  You can’t stop me!”

In girls’ sports, no game is won and no advancement is made unless the team of girls is mentally and emotionally sound, stable, and strong.  Here is what needs to happen for the girls (and you) to be mentally strong and prepared to play:

First, look at your girls.  Hold hands, lock eyes, hug, do whatever you need to do.  Remember, each and every one of you is striving for the same goal.  This game is a serious game; this is a HELLA important game.  Each one of you knows of the importance of this game.  Remember that each one of you is a family and a sisterhood.  When you play, you play as one energy; as 11 girls functioning as one body.  Remember that the girls around you are exactly like you in so many ways.  Each one of you loves each other in such an amazing way and each one of you shares a piece of each other’s soul.  Remember the year’s wins and the struggles you’ve overcome together.  Take comfort among your sisters.

Second, when you are at your game, look at the coaches.  No matter how you feel about them, remember that they believe in you.  Remember that they are not trying to hurt you; they are simply working towards the exact same goal as you.  Also remember that they are males, so naturally their intelligence is far lesser than ours and their ranges of sympathy in no way compare to ours.  Do not despise them for this.  Remember to play above them.  Remember you do NOT play for them.  You do not play for their approval.  If they bring you down, forget them.  They are boys and they have no idea how to connect to girls or how to reach them.  You play for you; you play for our family.

Third, look out at the fans.  Look at your families and friends.  When you are scanning the crowd and you see them [and the most beautiful red-haired girl in the world, that’s me] remember how much they love you.  Remember that we believe in you with every fiver of our being.  Remember that we are full of love for you and we shake for you, we cry for you, and we pray for you.  We truly love you!

Fourth, look at your opponents.  Forget any judgments you have made about them.  Remember that making fun of their appearance or style isn’t going to help you beat them.  Remember that anyone can win anything, on any given day.  Therefore, their wins and losses, their record doesn’t mean shit to you.  Think of them as a group of girls that embody everything you hate and everything that has been denied from you.  They are everything that has made you cry they are everything that has caused you pain.  You hate them.  You can beat them.  You will not suffer.  When you prevail, convince yourself that everything you ever wanted will be yours.  They are an obstacle keeping you from reaching your goal.  Remove them.

Fifth, look at yourself and what you have become.  You are strong.  You are fast.  You are smart.  Everything about you is phenomenal.  Your whole life you have excelled.  You are a victor, not a victim.  You are swift.  You are cunning.  You know the game like no one else.  Own the net, make the ground your slave.  Realize you are in charge and no one places limits on you except yourself.  You have one chance and one opportunity.  You have one moment to seize everything you ever wanted.  Then you need to decide right then and there, whether you’re going to be the kind of person who will let your desires pass you by or whether you’re going to capture what you want.   Are you going to quit and give up?  Are you going to capture what you want or just let it slip away?

But when you decide that you are the kind of girl who takes what she wants, you’re going to look inside yourself and say, “I am amazing.  I am unlike any other.  This team is a body and I am its head and its strength leading it forward.  I am a leader.  Without me it is nothing, and without it I am nothing.  No one can stop me.  [You girls probably remember, at this time in my mental process I would scream and yell, “You can’t stop me!  I’m about to open a can of crazy!”]

Last and most importantly, look up at the sky.  Imagine yourself succeeding.  But when you are finished, remember how happy you are playing soccer.  If you are a spiritual person look up to God and love him.  Remember how amazing it feels to run like you are never going to stop.  Remember how much fun it is to feel strong.  Remember how blessed you are to feel the wind and the grass and the pain.  Remember the confidence you feel when you steal the ball and run with it.  Remember the feeling of having everyone’s eyes on you.  Remember that soccer is a fun GAME.  Remember that no matter what, your family, your fans, [your gorgeous red-headed friend], and your coaches, will always love you and always believe in you.  Then, stop thinking.  Trust yourself and your skills to do what you need to do.  Stop thinking.  Stop.  Let frustration be your fuel.  Be confident not cocky.  Lose yourself in the game.  Take comfort in being nervous.  Being nervous means you are anxious.  Being anxious means your adrenaline is running and your reflexes will be faster and your anticipation will be sharper and you will perform well.  It also means your heart is in the game.

So take comfort in being nervous.  Get nervous so nervous you can’t stop.  Get so excited you lose control.  Get so mad you won’t give up.  Get so lost in the game that when it’s over you are lying on the grass, drenched in sweat, spent; having given all you’ve got.  Play as if when the game ends and the ending whistle blows you will die; you will never be with regrets.  I love you all so much!  If you need something to play for, play for me.  Each person who scores gets a lap dance and a shot on me.  Ok maybe just a big hug and an ice cream instead.  You guys can do it!  Woot-yeah!

Um.....blog

What is Blog?  Twitter?  Facebook?  Myspace?  I have no idea.  For me personally, this is going to be my own personal venting/documenting site.  If you want to see my pics or find out what I'm doing on the daily, check out my Facebook.  If you want to know every meaningless thought that pops into my head, follow my tweets.  If you want to be disappointed, check out my non-existent Myspace.

At this point I realize that a part of me is disappointed in myself for allowing so much meaningless technology into my life.  But then another part of me realizes that each technological thing brings a little bit of happiness into my life in one way or another.  As long as I don't let it consume my life, I'll be alright......right?

Who am I kidding.  I've never been able to keep a journal.  I can't even send my family emails.  This blog will simmer out and die just like the other one.  I just wasn't meant for the technological age.  I was meant for.....Middle Earth.  Haha just kidding........kind of.

Love, Anycia

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Hey guys guess what?  I'm gonna try and start blogging again.