When I was in college, I was the captain and president of the lacrosse team, and for a short time the “face off” specialist. My buddy Jay and I had a technique where I would clamp the ball on the whistle, spin my back onto the other player, and then flip the ball directly to Jay as he raced towards us. He wouldn’t he have to move his stick, I’d just be able to pop it directly to him and off he raced for a goal.
That could have been the apex of my life (been nadirs ever since?)
Regardless, whenever I would walk up to the mid line to face off the ref and the other player on the other team could hear me humming or singing. I always sang Me and Bobby McGee. My favorite version and the only version I knew was the one by Janice Joplin, and I always got caught on the “la-de-daaaa, . . . . la-de-daa-daa,. . . . La-de-da-de-da . . .” Part of the song. Right before it picks up and just goes cart wheeling off.
Did you know that Kris Kristofferson wrote Me and Bobby McGee? Did you know that Bobby McGee was a girl? Funny old world eh?
Did you further know that there is a famous interview, maybe with David Letterman, where Letterman asked Krisstoferson what the hardest thing he ever did was, and he said phase 3 of Ranger School?
Regardless, back to the song.
I would always sing that song to calm my nerves before a face off, worked too. My buddy actually started doing it too. Yesterday I heard the song while driving and heard one of my favorite lines:
How awesome is “I’d trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday.” Great line. I can think of a yesterday or two that I want back. Worth all of my tomorrows? I think it might be.
Evershade, evershades, ever shade, ever shades, shades of Betsy
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