Opportunities on the horizon...

Last night was pretty uneventful, however some new women may be getting thrown into the mix soon.

Yesterday was the First Thursday of the month. At my work, every first Thursday we get a catered party that also involves a lot of beer. This is a very good thing. Leads to good co-worker bonding, plus get to rub shoulders with our managers and meet co-worker's significant others.

I had an indoor game scheduled for 6:15, so if I had plans to get to the gym and then soccer, I'd have to cut my gym time short. When 3pm started rolling around (I usually leave at 4), the thoughts of having beer started to appeal more to me then hitting the gym. I took inventory of what I had with me and realized that I had left my indoor soccer shoes at home... Fuck. There goes the gym idea.

Getting back home and then out to Beaverton meant that I would have to cross from NW Portland to North East, and then get on the freeway and out to the soccer facility. I'd be cutting it really close if I left around 5 from work. Just enough time to down a few beers and socialize at work and then make that run to the game.

3 beers later, I bailed for home, made a mad dash out to the game and made it there by 6:20, just a bit late. I stepped on the field and played, we ended up losing 7-6, but the game was pretty close.

That team is managed by a girl, Cr. Cr's great, has a feisty attitude, play lots of soccer, is a nurse at a local hospital and looks pretty hot. Earlier this year we went out for drinks after a game with a bunch of people who play with us. Group socializing at its finest. During that night, the conversations of course turned to relationships, and of course I lamented about the dating scene and how people tend to spend too much time on a person's past, and not just realize that the past made them the person they are now, and isn't necessarily a bad thing.

At that time, Cr was in a relationship, so I was a bit more open about my stories than usual. She got the dirt on me then and heard my views on things. Skeletons out of the closet and all that.

So back to our game. After the game when I was taking my gear off, she was wrapping up her things and heading home. Conversation went from her being frustrated about unreliable players, to having to be stuck with the bill for the teams and having to make up the difference when people weren't showing up. All frustrations that I used to have when running teams, and which ultimately made me stop managing them. The conversation evolved into her personal life, I asked about her boyfriend and how he was doing. She replied with: "Oh... We broke up 2 weeks ago." The wheels started clicking in my head....

She proceeded to talk about how it was a bit liberating, how he was getting annoying and how always having to check in with him was getting tiresome. All things that I want to avoid at this time in my life too. So I expoused on that topic, let her know that I was in the same mindset, and how I just wanted the freedom to do what I wanted. Not having to answer to anyone is a good feeling, although having that stability is nice at times. It's just nicer to be free. :) I made the statement: "For instance, if I wanted to ask you out for a drink after the game, I wouldn't want to be worried about someone else's thoughts right now... I would just want to roll with it and have fun." She didn't seem too put off by that comment. :)

As we were parting ways, she made the comment to me: "Brent, it's really nice seeing you again..."

Possibilities... I love them.

Meanwhile, off to Seattle for the weekend with SR. This weekend, I'm sure, will be filled with sex and alcohol. Hopefully I'll have some good stories to bring back. :)