Try as I might, I had a hard time imagining the picture that Mrs. Jenny tried to paint for me this morning... children with heads like pumpkins, hair dyed bright orange to match soccer jerseys and for Halloween which had just passed, huddled like a tiny pumpkin patch to hear the words of their coach. Reality had hit. Overnight, the green of my soccer field turned to white.
The only remaining players, Jake and Albert, were not often wont to hear what the coach, ME, had to say. The goal now: weather the storm, which had, in fact, scored.
My Saturday Centus...breaking the rules as always (but hey, only 99 words!!)