I loved it. When I think back of my fondest memories during those times, it is soccer that comes to mind.
It was when I worked my hardest, felt the best, gained confidence, and had fun.
And, when things like this happened during a game, I felt pretty cool going to school the next day:
Me and my ma, being Bad A --
Even this was pretty cool - as you can see, I got people to sign my swollen ankle. There was once a time when BOTH ankles were sprained at the same time. That was wicked.
Well, the time has come, my friends, that my ankles are now just as swollen, but I don't see anyone running up to sign them with a permanent marker.......
....even though they are ginormous, elephantitis for an even cooler reason this time.
