I needed to talk with our strength coach, so after class I headed to the athletic center. I walked into the weight room and took a left toward the coaches' offices to find a younger looking coach. I said, "excuse me, do you know where coach Payne is?" The young man smiled and without further adieu he responded, "he's already outside with the other dancers!" I was by no means flattered by this mistake. I retorted, "Dancers? Do I look like a dancer? I'm a soccer player." His eyes immediately lit up. From the beginning there was something so different and refreshing about him. It was like he was just a little more alive and on fire about life than everyone else.
I couldn't tell you if I even spoke with my strength coach after because to be honest I don't really remember. What I do remember is that as soon as I walked out of the athletic center I called my mother and told her, "I think I just met my future husband."
This story would never be complete without introducing Angela Wyss better known as "Ang". She was the women's soccer academic advisor and one of the bright points of my time at FAU. Her door was always open and she always had candy or some of my baked goods on her desk which explains my next encounter with Alfred. That man loves his candy.
I walked into Angela's office to find Alfred sitting in her chair chatting away. As soon as we made eye contact I quickly blurted out, "you don't work here? You're an athlete?" Smooth one I know... He laughed again, with his oriental shaped eyes lighting up as always and explained he played football. He grabbed a handful of candy and next thing I know he was out the door. Little did I know we would have many more encounters within those four walls over candy and my homemade baked goods.
Side note: Just recently she actually told me that he had asked her about where all the baked goods were coming from. When she said Lindsey Rice, he claimed he needed to get to know me because the key to a man's heart is his stomach.
As soon as he was out the door I was telling Ang about my latest crush. She told me all about how was such a great guy and that he was a believer. She further explained that he was really really good at football and was hopeful to make it to the NFL. I laughed and said, "he goes to FAU."
It's rare for me to be truly intrigued by a person. So as I walked to my truck from Angela's office I contemplated the whole thing while talking to God. I knew the guy I was dating wasn't terribly interested in doing God's will and he certainly wasn't God's best for me. I got in the truck and told God, "I'll dump my boyfriend if you'll give me Alfred." I guess you could say I bargained with God, but the Alfred thing didn't happen over night.
