What the Cedar?

Once upon a time....

I haven't written in a while.

The

End

 

Great story, huh?

Well I have been kinda too busy to write this week.

I don't even remember what I did the whole beginning of it..

but it was busy.

On Thursday afternoon

I left for CEDAR CITY

with my polo team

to go to the

Utah

Summer Games!

It went...

not as I'd hoped.

We took third

in the consolation bracket.

:(

Last year we did much better.

On Thursday we played a game at 9 pm against...

I don't even remember who.

But I think we lost.

 

To make me even more mad,

during the game

(cause I'm one of the faster swimmers)

I was trying to chase down this girl

who got a break away

when the ball turned over to them.

I'm swimming and sprinting after her,

I don't do anything illegal that I remember, 

and she ELBOWS ME IN THE FACE.

I bit my tongue

and it has been swollen

and sore

and cut

even till today.

Oh, added bonus?

I got excluded RIGHT after she did that.

Fair?

nope.

Friday we played three games.

We lost the first two.

Then we won the last one!(yaaay)

You have to understand though...

it isn't often that our girls team loses.

We were all way upset and shocked.

There was tons of crying.

So the way this tournament worked was

we play a bunch of games,

then we get put into the winners or losers bracket.

Then the elimination round starts. 

Our last game Friday was the start of our elimination round.

So we were freaking PUMPED to win.

Then we played Saturday

against

CANYON VIEW.

They are basically our equals.

I love them...

but I hate them...

:(

We LOST.

If we had won,

then we would have gone on to play for

1st place.

Instead we went to play against

Delta (not hard at all)

for 3rd.

We

won.

:D

But OMG!

Before our game,

there was the Tooele vs Brighton game.

 

We are warming up for our game,

and we see this girl

getting dragged

by her team

to the wall

and pulled out.

She looked like she was having some sort of attack.

 

Turns out a Brighton girl put her in a

choke hold,

and she had started to pass out.

 

The lifeguards had to help her with her breathing

and her coach was yelling across the pool at the girl who did it.

I hope that girl got kicked out for brutality.

Some things are not cool.

 

Anyways

I love polo even with it's dangers.

Like I got hit in the face

a total of... (let me count)

5 or 6 times.

It hurt like heck.

and there were two attempted drownings of me.

I showed those girls what's up.

>:P

I'm exhausted from the tournament though.

There is only so much sprinting and violence

I can stand before I need a break.

Meaning...

I can't lift my arms or move my legs without intense pain.

 Yay.

 

I am gonna go take some medicine. 

 

Peace :)