Instructor: Jay St. Vincent
Formal Essay #1
I went into my junior spring soccer season kind of sad, my past coach, wasn't going to be our team coach this year. But I didn’t felt sad about it, because I had tons of friends that were playing this year. One of the great things about soccer is that it is not a school-sanctioned sport. To me this is sad that I was able to play another season of soccer with my friends from Odessa and Ilichevsk without the normal High School rivalry between these schools. Year after year, the schools pulled pranks on each other, sometimes nothing big, but sometimes something big. I remember ...view middle of the document...
We soon learned to live with this violence, and we even participated in it more than anyone would probably admit to. A positive thing that resulted from all of the beatings we had received from the other teams was this. We deserved to be rewarded by being able to go to a big tournament. This is called the Dinamo Shootout. It is one of the largest tournaments in Ukraine. It is so popular in our Country, that many, many other teams participate. The motel, we stayed in, was occupied completely by out of state soccer teams.
Well Sasha and I decided we would make a road trip out of our upcoming tournament. I remember seeing many of the other players still in class while we went around yelling in the halls before we left.
Luckily, we entertained ourselves somehow, until we got to Dnepr, and something struck us, we had to buy water guns. So there we are, in City Market in Dnepr buying the best water guns we can. We fill them up and just start driving around and shooting everything, the whole way to Ilichevsk, we had to stop at nearly every store we saw for water. We pretty much just shot each other until we got into Nikolaev, when we pulled up to the second light, which happened to be red. There was a female across from us on my side that was about our age and her window was down. Sasha and I just laughed, the light turned green, we both shot her and I stepped on it. Time after time things like this happened, we got a bus full of school kids, probably 10 bikers, and I think I was flipped off at least 5 times.
We ended up in Ilichevsk a little later than we expected, all those detours, about 30 minutes earlier than anyone else. We just pretty much crashed until everyone arrived, and then not long after they found out about our water guns, they went to Ilichevsk's City Market and got theirs. We must have really ticked off some of the people at that motel, I'm sure of that. I remember when Sasha and I were standing on the top level of the motel, and we bombed the motel doorway with two trash bags full of water.
We had a game that night and went to the local college, this team was very good, and we ended up tying them. With all the daytime activities finished, we all went back to the motel, and got some well needed rest. However, my friend Sasha and myself decided to cause some mischief. We were at the motel, not roaming the streets and causing problems there. The motel had armed us with the most annoying weapon we could have, the telephone. Room after room, we kept calling and hanging up until about 12, when we went room to room when we found another weapon in our arsenal, the remote! We found out that all the TV's in the motel were the same, so we went window to window, peeking through the curtains, trying to turn on any...