One is the Loneliest Number
It was Thursday, October 9, 2003. Old College Practice Field was placed amidst a forest of trees, where the color changing leaves were noted each fall season. Thursday practices were typically light, as we tapered to prepare for our Friday game. At the end of each Thursday session, my coach announced the starting lineup for the next day, and had the remainder of the team set up as the scouting team to simulate anticipated tendencies. My name had been called every single Thursday as a starter for Michigan State University women’s soccer. Before October 9, I had started all 32 games in which I played. However, everyRead More →