7:00 A.M., he woke up after one of the greatest Lacrosse Playoff games in his life. Senior year was hard to deal with, but he knew all of his hard work would pay off at the end. After an hour long car ride, he made his way up in a foreign land, ready to coach youngsters of these Lacrosse days.

An epic battle ensued, the players entered the field impetuously, ready to get their share of a win in. Time flew, everyone knew, how hard this feat was to be. Afterwards, confetti fell, and a party followed right after the long car ride home.

Food and drink, and a horse race, was all that went on. After that, another long car ride occured, and then he mowed his neighbor’s lawn, “NO CORNER CUTTING!” was his motto.

He ran the dog through the neighborhood streets, hitting top speed at 25 MPH. After that, he shot some Lacrosse balls as the sun was setting, and he put a few holes in his net.

He filled the five gallon tank of gas for his mower, then got the grocies, then got his gloves from a friends house, then filled his car with gas, then he came home, and dropped asleep on the couch.