this week in soccer

What to write about.
We have written way too many of these.
I played in the World Cup tournament yesterday that the Virginia Tech Men's soccer team holds every year. There were like 20-30 teams and it was conducted like a World Cup tournament. You were guaranteed 5 games in the group stages. The fields were about half the size of the normal fields, which meant for a lot more goals and the games were about 30 minutes long. It was a lot of fun and it was good to finally get some sun. Maybe I got a little too much sun. I am pretty red right now but its all good. The tournament started at 8 am, which really pisses me off. As if I don't lose enough sleep to my early classes every day. But I guess it's better to have early classes than really late ones. Speaking of soccer, did any of you see the United States Soccer player, Jozy Altidore, headbutt another guy in an English premier League game, Zidane style? It was on ESPN and all I have to say is don't mess with the US. It was pretty funny because he barely touched the guy with his head but the guy went flying like he was shot with a RPG. Diving in soccer goes a bit too far a lot of the time. I'm not a stickler if the player falls easily because he was forced off balance by someone else. But I hate it when I see a player just jump over or into a player completely and cry of an injury for 10 minutes and then just jump up and are running full speed in no time, Ronaldo and Drogba style.
So my friend was telling me the other day how bad the food at his college is and I decided to make him jealous about what we can eat here at Virginia Tech. He about lost it when I said we had lobster at one of our dining halls. It's good to go to a school where the food is good, the football is good, and the education is good.

LOST

I like the weeks the most when we have an in-class assignment we can post as our blog, but we don't have one this week. Every week I find it more difficult to write my blogs because I have less to say and don't want to repeat myself.
This semester has gone by really fast. We have less than a month left until summer, which means soon all my tests are going to be arriving. In a lot of my classes, I have the final test on the material, and then the actual final exam on everything. Which pretty much means that these final weeks will suck.
The three day weekend went well atleast. I went out every night and had a lot of fun. The only problem was I had something important like the Big Event to do every day, so I didn't get much sleep. I think a nap after I post this will be awesome. Getting up for English was kinda rough. Speaking of English, I am not a big fan of the chat rooms. We are sitting two feet from each other and have to type whatever we have to say. Which I find sort of awkward. But I have to say, more gets said in the chatrooms than in actual class from each other and I don't know why. I did laugh pretty hard at what Greg typed at the end.
A couple weeks ago I started watching LOST on Netflix because all my shows are just showing reruns. I thought it was great at first but now I'm starting to realize why most people don't care for it anymore. Every single episode is the same, in that a huge mystery or question is introduced, that will probably never be answered. And the plot went from eerie and mysterious, to complete rubbish and rediculousness. I am now constantly asking myself whose ass they pulled that damn idea out of. And though I dont really care for the new episodes, I will probably still end up finishing the series because some of the questions I have will take a while to be answered. It's a show that I'd recommend but you can only watch a couple episodes at a time, because you will need the rest of the day to get mad at what just happened. But it is a pretty cool show because it is creative and can really stretch your imagination. It's something that will probably never be done ever again. So that's my beef with LOST. And the fat guy in the show never loses weight.

Origin Story

This is my wacky origin poem/story. I know it doesn't make any sense but who cares. It has a beginning, middle, and end. The middle part is a poem.

Origin of Socks

Prologue

People die every day. But many used to die from the lack of comfortable materials on their feet. Day after day, peoples’ feet were left uncomfortably alone and often would cause a collapse of the brain, leading to either death or paralysis. Scientists looked for answers for years, eventually getting to the “pillow on foot” method that decreased death statistically but caused more awkward circumstances with large pillows on feet. This caused people to die of such things as embarrassment and falls caused by large pillows on the feet.

Story

That’s where the origin began
With a guy named Stan
He knew something was wrong
Nothing could help, not even a song
So he had a plan
Not an ordinary plan
One that could change people and feet
One that could take off some heat
He had created something
Suited for a king
But they will be cheap
And worn by all that have feet to keep
If only we had something to put our feet into
He said with a “phew”
Because he was relieved
And began to believe
That this problem can be figured out
He just wanted to shout
He had created socks
And he sold them by the box

Epilogue

That’s how and why socks were created. No one ever died from uncomfortable feet ever again. Stan became a billionaire but lost it all gambling. So that’s when he created Gamblers Anonymous and its 12 step program for people like him. Then, he died of alcoholism and is still known as the “alcoholic sock man.” His son now owns the sock business.

sneakers

I am running out of things to say in these blogs. We need to take that one day off of blogging because the end of the semester is coming. I cannot wait for Summer because this semester is killing me. I am glad it's finally getting warm but that means my room is going to be hot as hell for the rest of the semester. Sitting in my dorm is like sitting on the sun.
Since I can't think of things to blog about, my friend told me to blog about sneakers so I will. Many different types of sneakers have been created since the first term of a sneaker was uttered in 1887 by the Boston Journal of Education to describe the rubber sole of a shoe that made it less squeaky. The British equivalent of "sneaker" is "trainer." They have since become very popular. Now such brands as Nike and Adidas have become very important in the sneaker making business. Did you know Nike's finances have never been in the red? Jerry Seinfeld owns over 500 pairs of white sneakers. Sneaker can also be used to describe an ocean wave or a comic book character in "The Dandy." Now, sneakers dominate society with so many people wearing them on an hourly basis. New types of sneakers are made all the time with many different designs so everyone, no matter what they like, will enjoy a design. Rocky Balboa's wore converse sneakers in the movie. This is just a tiny bit of the diverse and long history of sneakers. I hope this was interesting, even though it was pointless. Below is a link to 101 cool facts on sneakers.
http://showideez.blogspot.com/2007/10/101-sneaker-facts.html
I'm hoping I can think of something to write about next week other than sneakers. Now I have to finish revising my letters to the editor to upload. I think this assignment might be the worst of my grades in this class. Also, the team that resurrected the Adidas company in the 90s was made up of ex-Nike executives. I need a new pair of sneakers cause mine are torn to crap.