Easy

After last night's game, as I sat on the couch in front of the tv with a beer, surfing for soft-core porn, contemplating Gadamer's claim that the fundamental ontological condition is that of play, it struck me. We talk about not moving off the ball (and I beseech Sensei Gary to provide us with the "check to the ball" mantra), creating angles, etc., but maybe all we need is to raise our intensity a little. And, above all, enjoy playing. I mean, how fun is it that we get to run around like kids a couple of times every week, forget all the other bullshit in life, and just enjoy ourselves. Don't you feel great after performing a nice give and go, making a solid tackle, putting the ball in the net? Let's pursue that feeling and let the results fall where they may. I, for one, can't wait to get out there and run my ass off, feel that tiredness ache deep in the muscles, sweat like mad. It's beautiful, it's simple, it's easy.