Idiosyncrasies

Sometimes, all you gotta do is jump in… and worry later.

Labay Cup. UP Los Baños.  A very muddy field. Rain. More rain. MORE rain.

Fourteen players battling it out in the mud for fifteen minutes. Six games.

The result? Footballers morphing into muddy swamp things worthy of horror flick glory.

And this happened after EVERY game.

All of us were soaked to the bone with rain, mud and possibly the occasional animal poop (well, we did kinda stink…though I hope it was NOT poop) from all that sliding. Even our hair had a LOT mud clumped in it. Lauro, Raze and I decided to let our teammates freshen up first while we kept an eye on things and took down the tent.

When it was finally our turn to "shower" at the knee-high faucet everyone else had used (not even inside a bathroom), it was already dark - and there were no lights. We had to use a celfone light to look for our things. Muddy, itchy and eager to slip into dry clothes, undie-clad Raze and I started washing away…until it happened.

Disaster.

Thinking that everyone had finished washing up, the maintennance people cut off the water supply! We hadn’t even begun rinsing off the shampoo and soap! Raze and I screamed and begged for someone to turn the water back on.

One minute…

Two minutes….

Three…

Four…

Five…

Sh*t. They’re NOT putting the water back on, are they?!

Desperate to rinse the mud, shampoo and soap off with SOMETHING, we made a beeline for the next best thing: the outdoor lap pool. It wasn’t that far away, and heck, it was dark.

Now for the guts to run out. Just think you’re wearing a bikini. Muddy, soapy bikini. Ewww. Just think bath, that was more than enough!

One at a time, tip-toeing at first, then making a mad dash for the pool and finally jumping in. That was the plan. That was what happened.

Someone must’ve heard the splash, since I had to duck when (what seemed to be) a flashlight beam passed over the pool. Whew. When the coast was clear, I ran back.

Turns out Raze and I had the "best" baths. The rest didn’t really get the chance to take a bath - and here we were thinking we couldn’t possibly sit in their cars with them all clean and us, muddy as hell.

… oh and by the way, we managed to get the silver medal(s) =) Not bad for a team that plays for fun! Love you guys! For football or worse!