Tonight marked the start of the summer ultimate league season, and we played a wicked fun game. The wind was pretty stiff, making for some interesting plays. We also battled for what must have been the longest point in my fifteen years of playing– a solid fifteen minutes of back-and-forth until we finally took it to the end zone on a (no kidding) diving layout by yours truly.
Of course, in so doing I ripped the scab clear off my knee. For the past two months I’ve repeatedly done this– I make a diving catch and tear my knee open, and just when it seems to be healing I do it all again. I figure at this rate it’ll be Christmas before it heals.
I can only hope that I instill a sense of fear in the opposing team when they see me running around with blood streaming down my leg throughout the game…
