Walking on to artificial turf in an arena that looks uncannily like it was meant to have 250-pound ice skaters with five foot sticks chasing a black disc around was somewhat different compared to walking onto a high school soccer field. My first indoor soccer game was at five o’clock on a Tuesday evening after school. The anticipation building up to this occasion was worse than waiting to open your presents on Christmas morning; and it was finally time to play. The first thing that I noticed as I strutted onto the field was the size of the goals and how they were built. I had been told by a friend that had played indoor soccer the year before that they were eight-feet by eight-feet, but looking at them from forty yards away made them seem like aiming for a shoebox. The fact that the goals were made flush with the walls seemed like it would make the game more interesting. I glanced a couple of times across the field at the opposing team as I walked into the bench-area and they didn’t look much different from us, just a little older. The entrance to the field from the bench area was just like that of a hockey rink in that it was a low-wall with a small door leading onto the field.
Each of the teams seemed to move as a group with each play carefully thought out, and executed, which in fact, weren’t at all planned out. Likewise were the substitutions which consisted of one player calling out the name of another, slightly fatigued player and taking they’re spot on the field for about 3-10 minutes depending on how long their endurance is. The game was extremely fast-paced, just as a hockey game is, with the ball legally played off the walls that were about ten feet tall with a plexi-glass section where the spectators sit. Above the wall was a webbed net that extended all the way to the ceiling, which was about fifty feet tall. The rafters were loaded with about twenty balls where players in previous games judged the distance from the field to the ceiling a little shorter than what it actually was. As the game progressed through the first half, it already had seemed apparent that the audience and the fans for each team seemed to get into the game a little more than back at the much larger, natural turf high school field.
€™t really have a coach, but just one of the player’s parents in the bench-area made it seem more like we had control of the game in that we could decide for ourselves who started on the field and when we went in for another player. The game would be played in two twenty-two-and-a-half minute halves. Five players plus a goalie from each team are allowed on the field at one time with seaml
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