March 26th: more soccer and unicorns
[ posted by mcdeviltoast ]
Day 191
Wrote, showered, and it became 3:30 before I realized it. I rode to the hotel for "Dish for People with Strong Taste" and after a longisd wait, brought all the courses at once. I hurriedly ate it so I could make it to the soccer field. My student Mike from Thursday classes told me they would be playing at 4.
I rode back and found the field overrun with kite flyers. I watched and students filed past, making comments about my lack of beard. "Yeah. Boo yao hoozi!" I told them. I ran into Harry and asked him about getting a football and he led me to the PE teacher. He gave me one under the condition I return it by 5pm. I coerced Harry and his cohort to abandon their basketball plans to join me in some soccer.
My efforts to get a group together worked a little too well. I went from five boys to 30 as all the kiteflyers mobbed me and soon I was overrun with chattering excite youths who wouldn't line up or form teams. I shrugged, tossed the ball into the fray and hoped by some cosmic chance that something resembling a game would form. Eventually it did when kiteflyers resumed their activity and some burgeoning rain weeded out the casual football enthusiasts.
Kids kept changing sides and teams at a hat drop, and no one was doing throw-ins to get the ball back into play, but somehow it all got sorted. It did make it difficult to pass the ball, not knowing if the lad was friend or foe that minute. The rain made the field slick, and I nearly ate shit when I slid. I caught myself with my left hand and managed to keep both trousers and jacket dry.
5pm, and thus dinner time came and I lost my players en masse. The rain was pissing on the proceedings anyway. I rode up to Dongzhou and then to the DVD store with Heather, picked up a few watchables (hopefully).
We had some wine, went for Muslim noodles where an extended infomercial on herbal breast enhancement was playing. Afterwards, Jeni, Heather and I watched "The Last Unicorn" which I only bought because I thought Jeni had mentioned it. I am on crack. She knows nothing about the film, nor has her name ever been Lori. If you've never seen "The Last Unicorn," she's not the last unicorn, merely the only one who hasn't been caught and forced to float in the ocean for a sullen king's amusement. At one point a magician is nearly smothered in an anthropomorphic tree's cleavage, the scene that Jeni came in on.
We got through five minutes of "Convoy" (whoof) before deciding on "Shrek" which we wouldn't have cared about passing out to since we'd all seen it numerous times. I was lulled to the shores of sleep via red wine's dulcet lullabye.
Wrote, showered, and it became 3:30 before I realized it. I rode to the hotel for "Dish for People with Strong Taste" and after a longisd wait, brought all the courses at once. I hurriedly ate it so I could make it to the soccer field. My student Mike from Thursday classes told me they would be playing at 4.
I rode back and found the field overrun with kite flyers. I watched and students filed past, making comments about my lack of beard. "Yeah. Boo yao hoozi!" I told them. I ran into Harry and asked him about getting a football and he led me to the PE teacher. He gave me one under the condition I return it by 5pm. I coerced Harry and his cohort to abandon their basketball plans to join me in some soccer.
My efforts to get a group together worked a little too well. I went from five boys to 30 as all the kiteflyers mobbed me and soon I was overrun with chattering excite youths who wouldn't line up or form teams. I shrugged, tossed the ball into the fray and hoped by some cosmic chance that something resembling a game would form. Eventually it did when kiteflyers resumed their activity and some burgeoning rain weeded out the casual football enthusiasts.
Kids kept changing sides and teams at a hat drop, and no one was doing throw-ins to get the ball back into play, but somehow it all got sorted. It did make it difficult to pass the ball, not knowing if the lad was friend or foe that minute. The rain made the field slick, and I nearly ate shit when I slid. I caught myself with my left hand and managed to keep both trousers and jacket dry.
5pm, and thus dinner time came and I lost my players en masse. The rain was pissing on the proceedings anyway. I rode up to Dongzhou and then to the DVD store with Heather, picked up a few watchables (hopefully).
We had some wine, went for Muslim noodles where an extended infomercial on herbal breast enhancement was playing. Afterwards, Jeni, Heather and I watched "The Last Unicorn" which I only bought because I thought Jeni had mentioned it. I am on crack. She knows nothing about the film, nor has her name ever been Lori. If you've never seen "The Last Unicorn," she's not the last unicorn, merely the only one who hasn't been caught and forced to float in the ocean for a sullen king's amusement. At one point a magician is nearly smothered in an anthropomorphic tree's cleavage, the scene that Jeni came in on.
We got through five minutes of "Convoy" (whoof) before deciding on "Shrek" which we wouldn't have cared about passing out to since we'd all seen it numerous times. I was lulled to the shores of sleep via red wine's dulcet lullabye.
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[ posted by mcdeviltoast @ 3/26/2005 11:29:00 PM ]
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