Soccer practice was brutal. The hot summer heat made every drill twice as hard as usual. Everybody was a little bit off of their game, however I was particularly sluggish. The coaches called for a water break after finally noticing that our dehydration was significantly affecting our performance. I was dragging my feet on the way to the water cooler when one of my coaches, Brett, pulled me aside from the rest of the players.
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That is effing adorable.
I think some people in the “blacks have rhythm” thread have missed this one all together. (altogether?)
@mk: Maybe some don’t reply to this one, because they can’t decide whether this confirms their thesis that athleticism is genetic, or refutes their thesis that there is something like a generic “athleticism”?