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September 05, 2003  

autumn & athletes

there was a chill in the air as i left the house this morning...and i was loving it. fall is on its way, my people. and i am so ready.

in addition to the promise of the cool and crisp autumnal days that i love, the schedule we've been waiting for was released yesterday, and some other women are hosting a tournament this weekend.

[sidebar: have you ever noticed that volleyball players have great butts? must be all those squats...nary a flat booty in the bunch. *grin*]

so what if this entire city is consumed each autumn by
buckeye football? i'm actually beginning to enjoy it. s has played a huge role in the development of that appreciation over the last few years, teaching me more about the game than i ever thought i'd know. that, and...i had a revelation last saturday while watching a running back on espn demonstrate a rather intricate set of moves designed to evade his potential tackler:
you can't be an idiot and play this game.
at least, not at this level. you just can't. who knew? it's too bad that more players don't succeed in replicating that intelligence in the classroom. if they could, that whole "dumb jock" stereotype just might explode.

part of it is also that i'm just plain fascinated...by athletes, by athletic skill, and by athletic bodies in motion. how do they get their bodies to do that? where does the talent come from? how do they push themselves day after day, in games and in practice, all year round...when i have trouble forcing myself to do a basic
30-minute workout? i guess you either have it (whether it's "natural"...or you worked hard to get it...or both), or you don't...it being the talent, the skill, and the drive.

of course, another part of it is that it's really difficult not to get into football when you work at a place like
this. i look out my upper-floor office window every day, and BOOM, there's the team...practicing right across the street. even at work, there's a certain type of energy on the friday before a game day that's just really hard to escape. and actual game days? forget it...you're likely to be sucked into it in one way or another, whether you want to be or not.

this weekend, we'll be watching plenty of
other folks, in addition to the footballers, who are blessed with that elusive it...and we'll be having a ball (heheh) doing it.
4:38 PM

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