Bomb squad senior night. Never thought I’d really have to
utter those words. Having always been in that line cheering on my upperclassmen,
it would be our turn to get the chance in the limelight, with flowers,
surrounded by family and friends to celebrate our last game on legendary
Stevenson field.
But before getting to that moment we had to battle through an
intense week of practice. Coming off a tough 1-1 tie with Penn, legs were still
tired and minds foggy when the 6am bell rang for practice Tuesday morning. As I
was walking up with the Egyptian prince Tariq Akeel he asked the chances we run
today. I looked at him and said of course I don’t want to run but it wouldn’t
be a BMS Tuesday if we didn’t.
Low and behold after warmup and chippy 5v5 keep
away we were on the line for a 20 minute pride run. After which we played a
full 11 aside match with first team all- fitness member CROD still having the
energy to make full field right mid field streaks after vocally challenging
Tariq and speedy, bowlegged dtdanieltaylor to catch him during the fitness.
With somewhat heavy legs during the week, we battled through 3 more intense
practices that included a lot of tough but enjoyable short sided transition
games (5-4 then 4-3 type style).
Fast forward to game time. Standing on the side of the field
with my mom and pop who’d flown 300 miles on a red to see my last game on
Stevenson was surreal. It was one of those rare moments where you are really
forced to stop and take everything you’ve done into context. Two NCAA
tournament appearances, and ivy league ring, the battle with penn in the tundra
in 2011, multiple sub-freezing wall runs, and enough yelling of ‘LETS GO BOYS’
to damage the vocal chords of Taylor Swift (Shout out to Dylan Remick). After
an emotional moment it was time to switch to game-mode.
We came out strong
stringing passes, taking shots and chipping long balls when needed in true BMS
fashion. Sometimes we were a little too casual but either way the game was in a
deadlock 0-0 at halftime. The tying goal would be one of the more ridiculous of
the year. After a long pass by Gorab was sent to their goalie, will decided to
give chase and pressure. The goalie who hesitated between bombing it and
cutting the ball shanked it right to Mr. Maurey who hit a first time shot
towards the goal. Ben will argue it was dipping in but either way the “quickly
rising” (to say it nicely) shot was deflected by the bumbling keeper perfectly
over a retreating defender and into the net. 1-0 Brown. After a quick selfie on
the sideline and 15 more minutes of play we had officially won our last game on
Stevenson, with a 1-0 shutout. How
appropriate.
Thank you to all who have supported us at home this year and
in the past. We couldn’t have done it without you.
Sincerely,
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