View source for First Video (I know, lame title)

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| name        = {{PAGENAME}}
| series      = LG15
| number      = TAY1
| image       = Taylor-SoccerstarFirstVideo.jpg
| caption     = Bad news, your life's going to get much more interesting soon. 
| blogger     = Taylor
| date        = 20070414
| forumid     = 8804
| length      = 2:48
| url         = {{youtube|fQj1eBv2CQw}}<br>[https://myspace.com/lonelygurl15/video/173-first-video-i-know-lame-title-/14636737 myspace.com]
| description = Hey everyone . . . this is my first video. I didn't know what to talk about, so I chose soccer and my good friend Sam. Hope you like :)
| location = [[Taylor's bedroom]]
| status      = Public Video
| tags        = {{tag|soccergirl|soccer|girl|lonelygirl15|lg15|jonastko|p.|monkey|owen}}
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| execprod   = Miles Beckett, Mesh Flinders, and Greg Goodfried
| producers  = Amanda Goodfried
| directors  = Miles Beckett
| camera     = Miles Beckett
| vidplay    = Mesh Flinders and Miles Beckett
| story      = Miles Beckett, Mesh Flinders, and Greg Goodfried
| editor     = Kevin Schlanser
| song = 
| cast = {{VidChar|Taylor}}

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'''{{PAGENAME}}''' is the first video in the [[Soccerstar]] video series.  It was posted in response to [[Confrontation]].

== Transcript ==
(''Taylor is sitting on the bed.'')

'''Taylor:''' Hey everyone! I am Taylor. Ok, so, em... I have been watching videos on this site for a while now. I guess I am one of those lurkers. Anyway, I am really into the whole lonelygirl15 thing and, like everyone else, I'm really rooting for Bree, Daniel and Jonas. My life isn't nearly as interesting. But I do have something I would like to talk about. I wanna to talk about soccer. And I figured I might just as well, my new camera to get in use, so... I also wanna to talk about, em... A problem I have been having. It happened my arms are really starting to hurt so I am going to sit by my computer.

(''Cuts to Taylor sitting.'')

'''Taylor:''' Normally, this is a kind of thing I talk to my b-f-f [[Samantha|Sam]] about. Short for Samantha but she hates being called that, so... Well... Anyway, I really can't talk to her right now because, em... That's that I want to blog about. (''shows photo'') That's me. That's Sam. We are both on the same soccer team. We both play the same position. We are both forwards. I am starting, she doesn't but, you know, that's ok because she is one of the best backups ever.

(''Taylor lies on the bed.'')

'''Taylor:''' It definitely goes Sam, then soccer, then school, then God, country, family and all the other stuff. 

(''Taylor sits.'')

'''Taylor:''' Anyway, our game today went to a double overtime but since it's the last game in the tournament we had to do a shoot-out. I ''hate'' shoot-outs. Each team gets five direct kicks on the goal and then the team with the most points at the end wins. I don't know lately we haven't been playing well or something so [[Taylor's coach|coach]] put me in fifth and Sam in third. Everyone before me made their goals, including Sam, because... Well, I never thought she would make it. You are expected to make every single goal in the shoot-out. It's totally easy. I-I have ever missed. I am not bragging or anything I am just saying it's totally easy. And... It came down to me and this other girl for the fifth goal... She missed it. So I had this great opportunity to win the game. 

(''Taylor lies on the bed.'')

'''Taylor:''' And I missed. I hit the post in the ball bounds straight back. I never hit the post. In the next round the coach took me out and put in [[Katrina]] - she is the goalie. Sam stayed in, scored another goal... Someone else missed. And we lost. 

(''Cuts to Taylor sitting.'')

'''Taylor:'''  Anyway, on the drive home my mom said I haven't been focusing enough lately. I don't know I just... I feel like crap. I guess... Well, I mean, I love soccer. It's been my life. I just don't wanna practice as much as I used to. The only reason my parents let me hang out with Sam is because they think we are practicing all the time. But Sam hates to practice. Whenever we go to her house her mother cooks us these huge meals and we rent like a five movies. Then we put on our soccer stuff, run around the blocks and my mom thinks we have been practicing the whole time. I have never had a best friend before. I kinda like it. So... Bye, I guess. Am I supposed to say "Bye" on these things? Whatever.

== Notes ==