Manly Things: Tackle Football

Some things are just meant to be like Sundays and tackle football.

Today a bunch of my friends gathered together to play our annual game of tackle football. It was a beautiful day and we had a good number of guys come out. It was great game and yours truly was playing pretty well (prob 5 receptions, 3 tackles, 2 sacks). And then the unthinkable happened, we had an injury. On defense two of the guys collided with each other head first; one guy came up holding his head, the other holding his nose. Suddenly blood was spilling out of his hand and down his entire arm. It wasn't just leaking, it was pouring. At first we told him to shove some tissues in, but the blood continue to spill. He began getting faint headed and we realized his nose was probably broken.

That put a bit of a damper on the day. Also, it confirmed my concern for my aging body. No joke, I'm more and more worried about getting hurt each time I do any thing physical whether it's snowboarding, playing tackle football, or just wrestling in the backyard. Guess we're not little boys any more... we're MEN.