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Wednesday, May 25, 2005

The Dangers of Knee Juice

Headbutt.

My knee hurts. My knee hurts because of a slide tackle. There is a back story, and here it is.

Happy hour. Great invention. One of the best inventions in the world. Free wings, also a good invention. Put the two together and you have sheer bliss. Throw in a cute waitress (editor's note: not our actual waitress. Ours was shorter, and looked slightly scared after serving us) and several limes and you've got Coronas squirting all over the place, lots of laughter, a phone call about a security clearance, and more good times than you know what to do with.

But that's not where the hurt knee comes in. That's how we got to being in a really good mood so we could go home and play college hoops. The next thing you know, we've played three games, and for some reason I feel like slide tackling.

I had tried before to slide tackle Turb, but didn't get much of a slide involved in it. So the next time, I slid hard. And it was a beautiful slide tackle.

Until Turb landed on me. Then my knee really hurt. And there was knee juice on my khakis. Not sure where the knee juice came from, but there it was.

So I was down, Turb was down, my knee hurt, and I've got knee juice. Somehow not what I envisioned, but then again, I'm not really sure if I had a vision to begin with.

K bye.

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