Sept. 28, 2000

By Debbie Lieberman

Can you say welcome home???

So, the ball goes in the net?

It's not keep away?

I think Wednesday was the start of a new season.

New superstitions, new order of doing things, new fight in our hearts: you see, we were out there battling for our seniors. On Wednesday we beat George Mason, 1-0. On Wednesday, we proved to ourselves that we can turn things around, that we have it in us to win and that we can score!!! All it took was a little home turtle magic

Playing George Mason, one of our regional opponents, has always been a battle. The games are always filled with heart, guts and hopefully glory. With a familiar warm-up tape, familiar faces in the stands and an almost tear jerking pre-game speech, our blood was pumping and emotions were flowing.

We came right out from the beginning and fought hard. Tackles were strong, passes were crisp, and communication was high. Things were clicking.

An omen if you will, or maybe a premonition, whatever have you: my nap during the afternoon consisted of a dream whereby we won 1-0. I knew it was going to happen. There's that feeling amongst the team again. With all of our preparation up to this point, I consciously and apparently subconsciously knew we were ready to play well and win: and that we did.

Some people say that in order to appreciate the glory of a win, one has to experience the disappointment of a loss. We have felt this pain.

We have felt the agony long enough, and we left this game, a little bruised and a little battered, but with smiles on our faces, knowing that on THIS DAY, this GLORIOUS day, we got the job done.