The wide angle of sports

Ok, so I understand that this post does not fit with the flow of the blog . . . but, hey, it's my blog.

I played in one rugby match last Spring. It was a cold and rainy down in Scenic Tacoma. As it was the first game back from breaking my leg, my primary goal was to complete the 80 minutes unhurt. Having said that in my minds eye, I clearly remember laying one solid hit on this enormous Islander guy who was playing prop.

So . . . when I received an email yesterday with pictures of the game, I was obviously excited to see what they had . . . Imagine my disapointement. It looks like the guy tripped over my neck.

Some things are best left un-photographed.