Story filed by Crusher
I’ve said it enough times (both as a way of being self-aware, and also as a way of being self-deprecating), but I’m a much better talker than I am a…uh…walker, I guess? Though we’re on bikes so I don’t know if that works, really. Also, it makes me sound like a zombie. Okay, hold on.
I’m much better at discussing the game than I am playing it. Is that clearer for everyone? Good, good.
But I’m not the worst player, either. I like to think that I can at least hold my own if need be against a fair amount of players. Not the best, of course—and maybe not even the very good or good, but the middle pack folks. I’d have a good show of it.
And that’s fine by me. Point in fact, I think it’s great.
Point in fact I’ve always been a middle-grade player in any sport I’ve taken part in. When I wrestled (which is a horrible thing nobody should ever let their children or nieces/nephews do), I was…well now that I think of it, I was straight up horrible at that.
When I played lacrosse I was alright. I was on the JV squad and managed to not totally ruin everything I did, but I didn’t do particularly great things, either.
When I boxed around a bit, I managed to scare the people I boxed against, but if someone who really knew what they were doing stepped into the ring, I was pretty much just hoping to get my gloves up fast enough. I had one hell of a left hook, though. Man o’ day, I wonder where that went. Continue Reading…