《Normal is boring》20
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Although we know kind of the whole team, we decide to do a round of introduce each other for a bit to kill the time.
"Hey, I'm Tobin Heath, I play midfielder or forward, as long as I can nutmeg people, it's okay. Uhm... You can call me Tobs or so. As long as it isn't Toby." I hear people laugh. "I play for the Portland Thorns, and fun fact." I hear again laughing because she is thinking, long, of a fun fact. "I walk around with bare feet, no shoes, when it's possible." I hear Pinoe say that's kind of always. Laughing again.
"Hi, my name is Allie Long, I'm a midfielder too. Harry, aka Tobs, is my best friend and we play together for the Portland Thorns. Just call me Allie." "I love Harry", says Tobs randomly. I hear some laughing, again.
"Bonjour, I'm Ashlyn Harris. I play for the Orlando Pride, I'm a goalie and yeh... I'm a mother of two." "Didn't know that." I hear my sister say. "You can call me mama, only for my kids, or Ash for my team and friends." I reply.
"I'm Ali Krieger, play for the Orlando Pride, have two kids, love them to death and I'm part of the Brick Wall." Alex and I reply that we love them too. There follow some 'ahhh', 'adorable' or 'way too cute'.
"Hi, I'm Mallory Pugh. Please call me Mal, my name is way too long. I'm a forward, play for Manchester City in England and uhm..... No fun facts, I'm not that fun." Some laughing again.
"Ola, I'm Megan Rapinoe, everyone calls me Pinoe, fine by me. I'm a forward, nice, and I play for Seattle Reign. Fact, I'm gay as hell and I'm engaged to Sue Bird." Says the blond girl in a enthusiastic tone. "Didn't know hell was gay." I reply, there is some laughing, guess I was funny.
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"I'm Carli Lloyd, I'm a midfielder, I'm co-captain with Broon, I play for Sky Blue, best team." Some girl shout that that's definitely not true. I decide to not choose sides, maybe the best to do when it's your first day with the team, and many more to come.
The introducing is fun and after that we can go to our plane. It's a long flight, hopefully I can sleep on the plane.
I'm next to Kling on my right side, oh oh, maybe I'm not getting that much sleep. She is kind of hyperactive, but very funny. She was cracking jokes the whole time when we were n the airport waiting. The plane is with only the USWNT, nice. No other people to annoy, bad for me. But they are fun, guess I will survive.
I think I fell asleep, otherwise Kling wouldn't be waking me up. "Jax, wake up, we are landing in a few minutes." She says. "Thanks for waking me up, Kling." "No problem."
Half the team is asleep, the other half is cracking jokes, listening music or reading a book. Alyssa, who is next to me on my left side, is reading a book.
"Which book are you reading?" I ask her.
"Uhm... I'm reading a new book Carli gave me. It's a new book she wrote, because the other one was good sold, she decided to write another one."
"Oh, nice. Is it good?"
"Yeah, definitely a good one. You can borrow it after I read it, only if you want." She says.
"That would be nice, thanks. Sure." I reply, happy that I have something to do before I go to sleep, after she read it.
Shortly after our little conversation, we can go out of the plane, pick our stuff and enjoy the day we have left here in France, not much. It's like 5 PM.
"Someone hungry?" Here I Pinoe ask or scream, what you wanna call it. "Oui, oui, oui." Replies Tobs, that's enough to make me laugh. These girls are crazy. I love them already.
Video I referred to, below. (People say way to much 'oui' in my French class, I'm Dutch btw, almost every time I begin laughing, way too hard, because I think about Tobs and Pinoe in this video. Sorry not sorry... )
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