I should have wrung out my panties....

Yesterday we had a soccer game. It was supposed to be a quick trip up the road to Weber State Univeristy and then back home. Quick. Simple. Uneventful.

Instead, all hell broke loose.

The football players were practicing on our game field...and we all know football players, they weren't leaving for anything. They own that damn place, just ask them.

Our 5:00pm game time quickly turned into a 7:30pm game time.

That's when the rain came. Started out as sprinkles. Then downpour. Then lightning. Then all mayhem broke loose.

We ran to the bus (after realizing that standing in an easyup tent next to a 40 foot steel filming tower wasn't the best idea). The bus was hot and muggy and we all looked like this....

Finally the rain quit, the lightning went away and it was 7:15, game time!

Scratch that, the football players came back. Apparently their practice was cut short by the lightning and they had every intention of finishing it.

Soooooo.... after 3 hours of sitting around the coach of the other team tells us we will be playing at a city park.... we drive there. The field isn't marked, part of it is covered by a low hanging tree, the goals don't have nets, the host team forgot the water, the grass is about 8 inches tall and it starts raining again....

But we made the most of it. Our guys pooper-scooped the field with our plastic cones they use for conditioning and we played a game, until it was called due to darkness.

Our quick game turned into a 8 hour ordeal. But we finally made it home. Tired, hungry and soaked down to the core.

Ahhh, the joys of being an athletic trainer. haha.