Australia Adventure pt 3

When the UNC women’s soccer team was not quite as rowdy as they pulled into the parking lot at Finley Field a little after midnight on Tuesday as they were when they left it 12 days earlier, but they were pretty close. Twenty-five hours after they arrived at the airport in Auckland, New Zealand and after they finally put a 40-plus hour Monday to rest, the Heels were home at last.

For many of the players, the stint in Auckland was the highlight of the trip. New Zealand greeted the team in style by producing two brilliant rainbows for the team to take in as they waited for their rental vans at the airport, nearly as spectacular as the sunset that awaited them as they disembarked in the Gold Coast. The Tar Heels’ fortunes would prove much better in New Zealand, though.

On their first full day on the North Island, the team piled into their vans, which were just barely big enough to fit the entire group and their luggage, and made the three hour trip north to Paihia and the Bay of Islands. The area was the first in the country visited by Europeans, but it appealed to the Tar Heels more for its beauty than its history. After a picnic lunch, most of the group took a boat ride around the islands and, escorted by a phalanx of dolphins, even zipped through the “Hole in the Rock,” an iconic natural rock formation on Piercy Island.

Their second full day in New Zealand brought the World Cup qualifying New Zealand national team, ranked 23^rd by FIFA. The match marked the first home game against international competition for the Kiwis since October 1998, so the home crowd bristled with excitement as they filled Bill McKinlay Park to capacity. The quality of the game would not disappoint them, but the outcome probably did. The Tar Heels put on a show, exhibiting high quality tackling and passing with a little bit of flair added for good measure. Despite earning six corner kicks in the first half, the Heels did not get on the board until the second, when in the 75^th minute Jaime Gilbert redirected a Casey Nogueira blast from a few yards out. Sterling Smith almost added another goal a few minutes later, but her shot banged of the post. New Zealand had a few good counter attacks, once driving a shot off the cross bar and another time forcing keeper Ashlyn Harris to make a spectacular diving save. In the end, though, the Heels withstood the pressure and exhaustion and prevailed, bringing their record for the trip to 1-2.

The team spent their final day in the Southern Hemisphere relaxing and wandering around downtown Auckland before battling traffic and arriving at the airport just in time to make their flight.

Australia Adventure pt 2

The most exciting part of the Tar Heels' fifth day in Australia was the impromptu game of soccer keep away that broke out in the baggage claim area of Coolangatta Airport. The Tar Heel women were releasing some pent up energy that had festered during the two plane flights they needed to get them from Canberra, the Australian capital city, to the famous Gold Coast in Queensland.

The journey to Canberra from Sydney, however, was much more remarkable. The Heels made the six-hour trip by charter bus, which was fortunate because they needed the largest windows they could get to take in the scenery. Soon after leaving Sydney, the bus pulled up to Sublime Point Lookout, a cliff that stands 415 meters above the city of Wollongong and its broad, white beaches. When the crew had taken all of the pictures imaginable, they pressed on farther south before stopping for lunch in the charming seaside town of Kiama.

The next stop for the Carolina party was Fitzroy Falls, an 81-meter waterfall in the northern section of Morton National Park. The waterfall stands at the head of a deep, expansive gorge, but the scenery did not mute the players' true nature. They frequently tried to scare each other by jumping up and down on the disconcertingly shaky viewing platform, eliciting yelps of alarm. The remainder of the drive was just as spectacular, with rugged mountains jutting up from lush valleys. Even though the scenic route took longer to complete, all agreed it was well worth it.

The Tar Heels arrived at the Australian Institute of Sport in time for a short training session and dinner, where they were invited to a special Pink concert on campus. The women especially appreciated this pleasant surprise because there were few other diversions in the compound which is totally devoted to training Australia's best athletes.

On the fourth day Down Under, the Heels took on the World Cup qualifying Australian National Team. Despite missing five starters and only using four subs, the Tar Heels played the Australians very well. The Aussies scored first off a wide open rebound only minutes into the game, but the Heels answered back a few minutes later. Tobin Heath slashed through the Aussie defense but was taken down in the penalty box, which led to a penalty kick that Yael Averbuch buried in the top of the net. Fatigue proved to be UNC's downfall, however, and they went on to fall 3-1. The match was the Australians' final game before trimming their roster for Olympic qualifying, so their fresh legs eventually wore the Heels down. With only a few minutes left, the Australians tallied the final two goals to put the game out of reach.

Once the two teams had warmed down and applied their ice bags, the Australians treated the UNC travel party to an enormous barbecue lunch. Afterward, most of the team headed into downtown Canberra to explore the capital city, but Whitney Engen, Ashlyn Harris and Ashley Moore made a trip to the Tidbinbilla Nature Reserve to go for a hike and check out the local wildlife. They encountered dozens of wild kangaroos and a pair of emus before they had to head back to AIS.

Carolina's stay at AIS complete, the team headed to the Australian Gold Coast, which seemed like paradise to the Tar Heels after the spartan accommodations and less than ideal weather they experienced in Canberra. The players were very excited to discover that their hotel sat only a hundred yards or so from the beach, but they did not make it down to the shore until their second day in "Surfer's Paradise." On their first full day there, day six in Australia, the players spent the morning at Currumbin Wildlife Reserve, where they took turns posing for pictures with kangaroos, wallabies and koalas and ogled an enormous crocodile.

That evening the Heels made the 45-minute drive (which, not altogether inconsistent with UNC women's soccer tradition, turned into an hour-and-45 minute drive) to the Queensland Sports and Athletics Centre to take on the Queensland Regional Select Team. Even though the Queensland team included five players from the full national team, the Tar Heels controlled the run of play for much of the contest. Unfortunately, the Tar Heels could not capitalize on their numerous chances and lost 2-1. Yael Averbuch scored on a breakaway about 10 minutes into the first half and Jaime Gilbert narrowly missed a golden opportunity toward the end, but it wasn't enough to overcome the Aussie side. Caroline Boneparth had to leave the game after knocking heads with a Queensland player. She demonstrated the Tar Heel toughness, though, and showed that multiple stitches couldn't stop her from hitting the beach with the rest of the team on day seven.

Many of the players woke up before dawn to catch the sunrise over the water and spent the rest of the day relaxing: laying out on the beach, playing in the waves, and shopping in Surfer's Paradise. Casey Nogueira even put her juggling skills to use yet again, entertaining a crowd at an open air mall alongside an Elvis impersonator.

Next up for the Tar Heels is a trip to Auckland, New Zealand and a game against the New Zealand national team. That is, of course, if they resist the temptation to miss their flight and spend a few more days on the famed Australian Gold Coast.

Australia Adventure pt 1

The players of the UNC women's soccer team showed none of the subdued serenity that usually abounds at 5:02 a.m. as their van pulled away from Finley practice field this past Wednesday. The reigning national champs, minus a few superstars and virtually their entire defense, would not finish the first leg of their journey for 36 hours and would lose an entire calendar day in the process. Still, they were bound for Australia and they could not contain their excitement.

After a layover in Chicago and a four hour flight that at that point seemed incredibly long, the Tar Heels arrived in Palo Alto, Calif. to conduct a clinic for Union FC. They ran the girls through a variety of technical drills, from shooting to heading to passing, before Tobin Heath and Casey Nogueira wowed the girls with their world famous juggling skills and bicycle kicks. Despite the grueling journey, the Heels maintained the charm and charisma that has so endeared them to all of their supporters, including the large number of girls who wore UNC shirts to the clinic. The Heels then enjoyed a wonderful dinner near the Stanford campus and headed back to the San Francisco airport.

Uncharacteristically for the UNC Women's Soccer team that is notorious for mad dashes through airports, potentially forgotten players at the gates and nearly misplaced national championship trophies, the trip had gone incredibly smoothly up to that point. The travel Gods tried to the trip off track with a missing uniform bag and the prospect of facing the Australian National Team in practice gear. But the bag reappeared in the knick of time and the team boarded their flight to Sydney with no other problems.

Fifteen hours and only a tiny bit of turbulence later, the Tar Heels were thrilled to find themselves in the Land Down Under. "I can't believe we're actually in Australia," was the common refrain on the short trip to their hotel, which is situated in the heart of the Rocks district of Old Sydney. While they waited to check into their rooms, the players broke off into groups to explore their surroundings, unfazed by the clouds and drizzle. The highlights included the surrounding shops and a book of Australian slang (Ali Hawkins proclaimed that after nearly a full day in the air the players looked positively "daggy", or not cool), as well as strolls down George Street and a fantastic view of the famous Sydney Opera House from their hotel's roof.

The clouds broke during lunch, but the Tar Heels headed straight for the Sydney Aquarium, where the seals, sharks and platypus were the overwhelming favorites. The day did not last much longer, though. after a pizza dinner on the roof, the players collapsed into their beds for a slumber that was a longtime coming.

Day two in Sydney greeted the rejuvenated Tar Heels with a perfected temperature and a sky that matched the NC logos on their practice gear. Some of the ladies started the day by climbing the Sydney Harbor Bridge and taking in the spectacular view while the rest were treated to an impromptu didgeridoo performance at a nearby Aboriginal art shop.

Before reconvening for practice, some of the Heels also wandered through the weekend market that unexpectedly popped up on George Street overnight. Their purchases included paintings and bracelets and wine racks, but Yael Averbuch and Mandy Moraca won the award for most eccentric trinket with their authentic kangaroo testicle keychains. (They did not, however, plop down 30 Australian dollars for a vintage North Carolina license plate, which could be found in a box full of U.S. tags).

The Tar Heels had a brief training session in a park nestled between the Royal Botanical Gardens and a wall of massive skyscrapers and then scattered to all corners of the city. Whitney Engen, Ali Hawkins and Ashlyn Harris saw the New Romantics ballet at the Sydney Opera House while a number of the women and the staff had lunch at the G'Day Cafe. From there some took a 30-minute ferry ride to check out the shops at Manly Beach and others perused the market or relaxed in the rooftop hot tub.

On Sunday, the Tar Heels travel to Canberra, Australia's capital city, to take on the Australian National Team, and from there on to Brisbane and Auckland.

Tar Heel Mentality

Whitney Engen sits on the porch of a North Carolina beach house with fellow freshman Ali Hawkins, watching the sunrise. The Californians watch the sun ascend over the oceanic horizon, a novel experience for Engen, who is used to seeing the sun slide into the water instead of emerging from it. The scene is eerily similar to the situation Engen finds herself in: the sun embarking on its trip across the horizon mimics the start of Engen’s new adventure. Roughly 2,540 miles from home, she will try to carve a place for herself in one of the greatest dynasties in the history of college sports, the 18-time national champion UNC Women’s Soccer team.

By this point Engen has nearly survived the grueling preseason practices that mark the beginning of the Tar Heels’ annual quest for the title. She managed to not go stir crazy when she and her fellow freshmen transformed the McCaskill Soccer Center into their temporary den in the days before the dorms opened, despite the claustrophobic proximity to so many new faces and names. Engen made it through the 120s, the terrifying fitness exercise that requires the players to sprint up and down the field ten times. The freshmen were so nervous about the dreaded 120s that they could barely eat, certain that they would fail and lose any chance to play. She bonded with her teammates on the beach trip the Heels try to take every preseason, but more importantly she showed them that she did not come to Carolina to sit on the bench.

The scrimmage against the University of North Carolina at Wilmington proved to be a crucial game for Engen. She scored the Heels’ lone goal on a header in the first half, but the more important event occurred at halftime. With several players off playing for various national teams, the Tar Heels struggled to find an offensive rhythm in the first half. During the break, goalkeeper coach Chris Ducar suggested to coach Anson Dorrance that they see what would happen if they started Engen at forward instead of her customary midfield position.

“I’ll be damned,” Ducar said later, “we didn’t get another goal, but she was always involved in the play and she was pressuring people and that really became her trademark. She bought into our high pressure front line and that ended up paying us huge dividends.”

And so another adjustment landed on Engen’s list. Not only did she have to deal with finding her niche in a completely new social structure, learn how to properly say “y’all” and accept that North Carolina barbecue is vastly superior to any other, she had to leave the position she had played all her life. She found herself playing on a forward line with Olympic gold medalist Heather O’Reilly and putting senior Libby Guess on the bench, but the move turned out to be a perfect fit.

“I love to attack, I love to go forward,” Engen said. She explained that in UNC’s system, a forward isn’t a true forward. “The way the system works is if you just work your ass off and you run and you defend and you get to where they tell you to be, it works out for you.”

The Tar Heels are down two at the half, the season hangs in the balance, when a Carolina blue and white clad midfielder gets the ball alone on the right side, near midfield. She blasts it with the outside of her right foot, aiming for the gold medalist running down the sideline. The ball rolls too fast, though, and as the gold medalist and a lone defender jog toward it, it seems destined to scoot out of bounds, another Tar Heel attack evaporating into thin air. Right as the ball reaches the endline, though, Engen, a streak of white and Carolina blue, blows past the other two players, tapping the ball off her teammate’s shins just before it rolls out of bounds. Engen recovers the rebound, turns and fights through one, two, three, four defenders, turning, dribbling, tackling as if her life depends on it. She finds a window of daylight and pokes the ball across the face of the goal. The goalkeeper parries it with one hand and then the other, but she cannot reel it in. A Tar Heel knocks the ball into the back of the net…

Fortunately for the Tar Heels, that is exactly what Engen does. She runs and she defends and she works her ass off. This competitive quality is what made Dorrance and Ducar notice her in the first place. Ducar went to a game at a youth tournament to recruit another player, but when he saw Engen he knew immediately that she should be a Tar Heel. He saw the heading, the tackling, the flair that a Division I soccer player needs, but he also saw that she never stopped competing. He told Dorrance, who saw Engen at a different youth tournament but didn’t know her name, and they knew she had the “Tar Heel mentality.”

“The thing I loved about Whit from the first couple seconds when I saw her play as a youth is she had a competitive commitment that was extraordinarily unique,” Dorrance said.

“She’s the one person on the team I know will not stop running the entire game and will not give up,” Harris said.

This competitive quality is evident whenever Engen plays, whether she’s in practice, a game or simply playing a board game with her family, which her father insists they don’t do anymore because she is definitely not the only competitive member of the family. Engen is the player who sprints forward to block an opposing goalie’s clear. She is the one sliding through the snow during an off-season practice, despite how unfamiliar the cold white substance is to the girl who spent her entire life in Southern California.

Because of moments like these, Engen’s teammates presented her with arguably the highest honor a North Carolina women’s soccer player can earn. The Gift of Fury award goes to the player who always competes, always plays like her life depends on it, and, as Ducar said, goes on an “unrelenting search for perfection and to help a team win.” Unlike past winners, though, Ducar thinks Engen can win the award three more times.

“It’s something ingrained in her,” he said. “It’s in her being. She’s a fighter.”

Dorrance calls the Gift of Fury his favorite award. While genetics may give a player the upperhand in terms of speed or strength or quickness, the players who possess the gift have to make the decision to constantly compete and give their all for their team. “The Gift of Fury is a very noble quality,” he said, “because it is a quality that involves personal physical sacrifice…and it also demonstrates a kind of physical courage.

“Whit has physical courage in spades.”

The Tar Heel defender routinely clears the ball from the back line of the defense and watches it bounce toward midfield. Engen traps it and turns, letting the opposing defender fly by her. In a moment she is flashing down the field, a defender closing her on either side, moving to cut off her path to the goal. They are too late. Engen splits them with a yard to spare on each side and deftly bends the ball with her right foot past the diving keeper…

Despite this gift and the success it brings her, Engen is not the slightest bit arrogant or complacent. She scored as many goals as Heather O’Reilly and had the third highest point total on the best team in the country, but she still fears for her position and practices like it.

“I feel extremely threatened. I don’t feel comfortable in the least bit, but in a sense that’s a good thing because it just makes me want to work harder,” Engen said as she proceeded to list the other players on the team who she thought might take her spot and explain why each is so good.

“She knows she’s good,” said Ashlyn Harris, Engen’s friend and teammate, “but she doesn’t give herself enough credit.”

This humility endears Engen to those who know her because it is so genuine. Ducar sometimes gives her compliments just so he can see her blush and Dorrance lists this quality among the reasons she can be a great leader by example. Her parents claim her modesty comes mostly from her community service experience and the example that her grandfather, who was a rear admiral in the Navy, set for her.

Engen hints that her attitude might stem from a lack of self confidence, but it is not a negative in her case. She claims that she has never thought of herself as a stand out player, noticing how good her teammates are instead. Instead of letting her lack of confidence cripple her performance like some other players, though, she uses it to fuel her development.

“She wants to be the best at everything,” Harris said. “Nothing is ever good enough for her.”

Down one goal in the NCAA Quarterfinals, the Heels begin their counter attack: a tackle here, a quick pass there. A one touch pass to Engen, who touches it again, sending it down the field. Her teammate chases the ball down, brings it into the box, cuts it back behind two defenders, sending them skidding past. She looks up, sees Engen charging past the penalty spot, sends a bouncing past through the goalie box. Engen traps it and fires. Tie game…

Most players who make the All-ACC freshman team, assist the goals that win the ACC Championship and NCAA Championship, and tally 12 goals and 13 assists their freshman year receive a lot of attention from college coaches during the traditional recruiting process. Not Engen. Dorrance and Ducar worked tirelessly to convince Engen to come to UNC, but for the most part the only reason other schools paid any attention to her was that Carolina noticed her.

“Anson always gave me the feeling I belong at Carolina,” Engen said. “He always made me feel comfortable with my decision.”

Engen’s decision to come all the way across the country did not come as easily as Dorrance’s recruiting pitch made it seem, though. She says she is a “big homebody” and that deciding to go so far away was a big step, especially with UCLA, the school where her mom played varsity tennis, located so close. She also received a lot criticism from her teachers and friends for making the decision so early. Everything turned out well in the end, of course, and Engen got additional satisfaction because she made the decision on her own.

“I try to live my life with no regrets,” she said. “I want to feel confident in my decisions and I want to feel like I’m in control of my own life.”

According to Harris, this independence is one of Engen’s most characteristic qualities, but not as defining as her selflessness. When Harris felt frustrated or disconnected from the team while rehabilitating her knee, Engen always went out of her way to make her feel better.

“I honestly feel like she puts me before herself,” Harris said. “I feel like she would drop anything for me…she’s just so caring. It doesn’t matter if she’s hurting or if something’s not going her way, she puts me before herself.”

Harris has noticed Engen opening up to her teammates more throughout the season, though, which she attributes to the bond they all share. Though it’s hard to constantly fight each other for playing time, an atmosphere that Engen needed five consecutive “competitives” to describe, off the field the women are incredibly close.

“This year could not have been any more perfect,” Engen said. “I got 30 sisters out of it, it was life changing.”

Engen sprints after the ball as it flies toward the opponent’s end, running hell bent for leather, oblivious to the impending pandemonium. The first defender beats her to the ball, barely, and manages to get off a sloppy, last-ditch pass. As each second ticks off the clock, 5…4…3…, an equalizer becomes more and more impossible, but Engen follows the pass, refusing to let up until the horn sounds. Her arms shoot into the air. Her teammates rush the field. The Dynasty has proven itself once again, the national championship returned to where it belongs. One down, three to go…

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