What makes a group of 40-something men tear around on a field on a Sunday afternoon, ripping up the grass and setting themselves up for major Monday morning soreness as they chase after a ball and each other? I asked my husband this question as I picked him up from the school where he had been spending the afternoon with a group of local guys playing flag football. He pondered my question as he tried to hide the limp in his walk and the wince on his face as he made his way slowly to the car.
"It's because we have not lost our passion for a hard, physical contact sport that brings out our competitive nature and gets our adrenaline flowing," he said. "Some guys feel the need for this, regardless if they're 20 or 40."
"Or 44," I added.
By now he could not hide his injury, and stated lamely, "I pulled a hamstring out there on the field."
It turns out my husband was not the only one who was injured today. By the end of the day, there was a guy with a broken toe, two guys with pulled hamstrings, a dislocated shoulder, and a bunch of bruised egos. But even as they're nursing their injuries, they are planning next Sunday's game.
Well, maybe not next Sunday. It might take some of these injuries a bit longer to heal.
It's that innerchild thingy , that makes them do it! ;)
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Rage, rage against the dying of the light."
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You girls do it too, you know. You just manage to look more graceful about it than the guys.
lol! that is a good one Mark! ;)
ReplyDeleteWe may be sore and bruised, but man did we ever have some fun!! Tell Fred I hope he's feeling better!
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