Despite the fact that I still occasionally miss the ball altogether, I am improving and my teammates still pass to me, which I appreciate. Last night, I did get a chance to show off a little when a ball came strait to me at about belly-level and I kicked it mid-air. Apparently, and totally without thinking, my hands came up, I took a nice fighting stance, and roundhouse kicked the ball. Elle was complimenting my mad black-belt skills after the game and the team captain said something about karate being useful on the field in a joking tone of voice. And Elle said, 'no, she's actually a black belt.'
'No. She's actually a black belt.'
'Oh, really? Are you actually a black belt?'
Later in the conversation, when it started spitting rain, I mentioned that weather like this was why I chose an indoor sport. 'You mean Tae Kwon Do? But you played soccer before too.'
'No, never played.'
'No, actually I've never played. Last time I played soccer was in primary school at recess.'
'Really? I thought you were joking...'
I was tempted to say, 'I don't know why you keep thinking I'm joking. I am a black belt, I've never played soccer, and while we're at it... I'm actually a man.'
I'm not sure why people think I have such an overdeveloped sense of sarcasm...
Also, this is hilarious