I've returned to the ultimate frisbee field, joining an indoor winter league. I can't describe how good it feels to be back in the game, showing some young punk what it really means "break downfield." Like wise, i probably can't describe the pain of leaving a trail of knee DNA on the astro-turf after diving for the disc on said breakaway. (that point is mine forever more.) The point is, it feels good to out there, mixing it up. Kudos to Pat R. for convincing me to join.
Unlrelated news: I've never seen this much snow fall at once in Detroit. it's freakish.

2 comments:
Puts hair on your chest and lead in your pencil.
Nortorious
i'm really getting freaked out seeing those bloody knees every time i load this page. makes me kinda... thirsty.
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