This sport, not unlike many others before it, has not been without it's injuries. The first week I really hurt my ankle and on the same play someone had a compound fracture of his finger. But you know what? Every day that gets closer to Sunday morning 8 am, I get more excited to play.
How good am I? I'm slow, I get tired quick, I miss some flags, and I get beat out a lot on routes when I'm covering. What do I remember when I get home? The touchdown pass I threw, the flag I got when diving and the comraderie of a bunch of good guys my age (and some my physique).
My ankle is getting better every day, thanks for asking. Becky, the queen of all gymnastics - tapes *both* my ankles up every Sunday. See, she can do this from her experience AS THE RECORDHOLDER IN VAULT and her ALL AROUND WINS IN MID STATE for 3 YEARS IN A ROW. (love you babe). I digress.
2 weeks ago, we played in the slush and the rain, this week we played in a fresh fallen snow, next week - NFL films shows up? Doubt it, but I would be fun to watch a game through my eyes.