If I was a cartoon character, I’d be drawn wearing kungfu pants. Oh wait…
Minimal damage! I made up for it by pulling my groin in scrimmage with the Boston B Party a week later.
First time I ever signed the name Tiger Bomb. I wish I’d been better prepared with warmth and encouragement and…positive role-model-y stuff, I was so stunned.
First bout ever, eventually my entire body stopped cramping up.
My neck was tweaked for 2 weeks, from attempting to do this move.
Three layers of injury, recovering at varying rates. I’ve had some streak of luck these past few months…
Sidenote: Those are one of my favorite pair of boots, I call’em my Jedi boots.
I’m sensitive…at least, on the outside.
I think I have been in worse shape. Like maybe that time I thought I’d broken my foot over someone’s shin.
Scooters. It’s a punchline.
