Soccer

Game Sunday, by consensus, was shithouse. I mean, we won 2-1, but should've won by a lot. They only had nine players to start, but we couldn't get anything going. Our game-winner was in the dying minutes.

I didn't have a horrible game, I don't think, but nothing dazzling. Put a couple of headers over the goal, and inadvertantly attempted a Maradona "Hand of God" shot at goal. Injuries: knee scrape, yellowish bruise on left arm.