Sunday, April 30, 2006
More blessed to give than receive
So, on the day of my 28th birthday, I made my return to the glorious football arena of Ibaraki- my first game since Michel upended me in early March and at least a few weeks earlier than my Doctor would be happy to see me playing.
Shortly in, I let a shot go from a way out, caught the keeper by surprise and hit him flush on the thumb, leaving said digit at an odd angle and with blood all over the show.
He left shortly afterwards in an ambulance.
If my hangover had left me with any capacity for neural activity I'd leave some pithy moral at the end of this post.
Yeah: if.
Shortly in, I let a shot go from a way out, caught the keeper by surprise and hit him flush on the thumb, leaving said digit at an odd angle and with blood all over the show.
He left shortly afterwards in an ambulance.
If my hangover had left me with any capacity for neural activity I'd leave some pithy moral at the end of this post.
Yeah: if.
