Nose Goes :D

I realized that, as I am about to update you on my first week here that I have yet to mention my “new and improved” nose.

Scene of crime…. (Amazing picture James!!!)

The last thing I remember is looking up and seeing Casey whip the cross in. I say whipping because if any of you have seen that young lady hit a ball, you have to know that unless you’re prepared to feel some kind of pain you should never be at the end it. I mean the kid hits the ball harder than many men I know!

Whether it was the ball or an elbow that hit my nose, I still cannot recall. All I know is that I heard a snap and then woke up to Chappy standing over me making a joke that I had scored ha. With breaking my nose two times before and experiencing immediate difficulty breathing out of my right nostril – I knew things did not look good.

Sure enough, two weeks later I was laying on the surgery bed mumbling to the Doc how I loved the fact she was listening to “What you Know” by T.I. as she was preparing to fix my nose. Ha

Minus the first two days, everything went smoothly. The doc kept telling me over and over that I would have an immense amount of pressure/pain in my head for the first 48 hours. However, being the stubborn athlete and veteran of the nose operation, I thought the pain would be dismal.

Gosh was I wrong!!! She failed to mention that I would have three 2-inch plastic rods in my nose! I still have no idea where she even “fit” them in my nose and if the pressure in my head was worse or her pulling them out ;/ I’ll just let yal picture that for yourself. . . agghhhh

I do have to admit that the worst part of the whole procedure was having to sit out the last two games. Yet, I cannot help and think I should of missed a bit more with us finally getting the two W’s in a row, thanks a lot team J  kidding. The girls looked amazing and we got the result against two teams we had struggled with all season, finished on a positive note.

I just wish that would of carried over to Norway.  . .

All season long we (Chicago) have not felt that we have had “luck” on our side.  A perfect example is our last Bay Area match. The number one team comes into our stadium. They score quickly, we respond. They score again, we answer. Than with ten minutes left they get a pk on an accidental handball?!? Come on duuuuuuddddddeeeeee (my mature expression) – seriously!?!?

With my first game in Norway, I found myself experiencing the same NON “luck” as before. We were up 2-0 with 15 minutes left. Then in a mere matter of minutes, 3 of our starters get hurt and had to be subbed out. Than in the 87th min, they get a free kick right outside our box, scored, and then scored again in 92nd minute. Usually a tie is better than a loss. Yet when you dominate a team and give up two bad goals, it can easily feel as gut wrenching as a big fat L.

Overall I thought we played well. We were missing our starting goalkeeper and another key forward but I still thought we out played them on every part of the pitch. I definitely should have put one or two away but feel I did okay with notching the two assists. I have the honor of wearing the number 9 here. I say honor because before I was 3, I actually wore 9. No not for Mia Hamm but for my brother (won’t admit this to him) who I always felt a sense of pride with wearing the same number. Almost if I had an extra spark or edge on the opponents because I felt as if he was there helping me.

Picture from up north in Tromso where we played on Saturday. For two years I believed the girls that there was actually polar bears walking around the town!!! Not true!

Our next game is Saturday with our Semi Cup Final game following on Tuesday (Sept. 28th.) The Cup Final is what the girls play for over here. Yes you want to finish first or second in the league to qualify for Euro Championships (where top two teams of every league in Europe play each other to try to become best in Europe). However, if you do not make it into that – Cup Final is where you want to end up.

The best way to explain is like the NCAA tournament. All the teams in the 1st division women’s league are drawn from a hat and begin a round robin tournament. If you lose you are out, obviously, but the winners of both sides get to play in the championship where 6 to 8 thousand people, plus the king come. After the game you get to shake the Kings hand and have a huge party at a hotel in downtown Oslo! Bottom line, its pretty cool and this year we play Roa in the semi’s which is the team we lost to in the Cup Finale the last time I was here – motivation check!!!

Before I head to practice, a funny story as promised at the end of all my blogs

– Scooter and Infamous Tunnel – 2008

I cannot believe I am about to admit this to the America public but I have had some absolutely shocking times here in Norway.  Two of my most “brilliant” memories are from my first time here in 08 – don’t worry folks, I am sure they will be trumped in the weeks to come – everyone start praying now for that NOT to happen ha –


Lindsey (one of my best friends, goalie at Illinois, and came here with me in 08) and I were about a week into our stay and we decided we needed to go to the store. The store was up on a huge hill and about 2 miles away, so we decide to take our coach’s scooter (she gave us permission).

3 huge warning signs to abort, abort, about our mission for food:

1) Only ONE helmet – with there being two of us, we thought if one of us had sun glasses and the other the helmet, we would be fine. That’s the law in the states right!?!? WRONG

– Law of Norway – to operate motor vehicle you must have a helmet

2) Took us a half hour to figure out how to even start the darn thing

3) Realized as we went up the hill the scooter only gets up to about 30 mph when traffic goes 45 to 50. However we thought we were smart because there was a smaller road next to the big road, i.e. the sidewalk ;/ To my defense this particular sidewalk was twice the size of any American one!

To make a long story short, we not only almost ran into a wall with our lack of knowledge on how to work it and got pulled over for driving on ….. Yes, you guessed it – the sidewalk. Ooooops

We luckily got out of the ticket with our foreigner’s speech and dropping our coach’s name who is a LEGEND here. The run home because we only had one helmet was not too much fun.


Again, three things you must understand BEFORE you watch the clip below.

1) It had been a very, very long day. I was coming from physical therapy and only had a certain amount of time to get my workout in before practice. The gym is on the other side of this tunnel and the only other way to get there is to go up the MASSIVE hill. Still convinced it would have taken me twice the time!!!

2) I thought the sidewalks where again TWICE the size as the sorry excuse of cement inside the tunnel and I did NOT know it was a highway ;/

3) This is the “reenactment” of my first time through. The cops did not come the first time yet the 2nd time, I did not get so lucky. I literally had no idea they closed the tunnel to come “help” me – apologize for my two word mishaps. Was scared out of my mind – for the 2nd time in a row!!!

ENJOY – til next week –

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