Frozen Jugglers

So,


Have any of you ever played football?

If you have, you'll know the icing period after a game is a rather interesting afair. Not only is it painful, but rather awkward to complete with only one bag of frozen peas in the freezer.


So on to my storrry.

I suppose I should start with this, this post may seem rather egotistical and arrogant. However I do emphasize that it is more fact than anything else.


Sports are easy. For me that is.


I've been naturally good at almost every sport I've ever played in, excluding (Solitaire, Trivia, Checkers against Kim. She has superpowers!) oh and basketball. I'm rather fast, quite agile and have decent reaction time and such. Now I played baseball when i was younger, I was good. Not just good, I could have gone pro. Not in just baseball, but soccer and skiing as well.

I hated the competition though. I enjoy competition dont get me wrong, but only if its roots are pure. I love beating the opponent whoever it may be, but I want to have fun while doing this.

I was pushed as a child by my father, he played professional baseball for a short span. He was good, I was better. He wanted me to fufill his dream of playing in the big leagues. I could see it, he lived for it. And so, when I quit baseball he and I had a falling out. It was around the time of my parents divorce.


I dont know how I get so fucking sidetracked, BUT you were warned! So HA!

Today was the first game of our spring Flag Football league, I've never played organized football. Ever, but I am inherently good at it. I am not vain, shallow, or cocky. Its just straight fact.

It annoys people sometimes, they dont see me put in the effort they do and yet I still peform well.

Recently I decided to put the effort in, It shows.


Today I played like shit, these are the stats.

3 Touchdown Receptions
1 Interception for Touchdown
3 Blocked Passes
2 Drops.


I was livid at myself, I hate failing and to me I failed. I dropped two completely catchable balls, (lol nuts!) I have this notion that I must do everything perfectly within a game. If I do not I hate myself for it, detest letting others down.

The one thing that I hate most is the people I care about (the few they are...ooo that sounded harsh. DEAL WITH IT) feeling as though I failed them. I call it the white knight syndrome.

Meh, I'm odd upstairs! Most people would look at those stats and go damn, nice stats. But the one thing glaring at me is those two drops, its like the eye in lord of the rings. And I'm frodo with that heavy ass ring and I cant look away, fucking eye!

Kim, get on yer eagle and come save me with Ian Mcellon!

I'm ranting, but the good news!

I have fixed my internet, I just ate a banana. My Manly parts have returned to their correct size, and I'm in a relativly good mood.

However I have misplaced my phone. This could be quite troublesome.

Jah nah