Sunday Football Beer
...tastin' ~soooo~ good
Seven guys today, but a very lopsided result. John, Greg, and Dean beat Andrew, Dave and me, by a score of 5-1 with Milton playing both ways. Milton has to have the most indefatigable optimism I have ever seen, a truly remarkable and valuable trait for a football player. Too bad he can't run a route.
I sort of manhandled Dean a couple of times, for which I apologize, once with an unnecessarily hard tag, and once by a blatant hold which disrupted his pattern and allowed me to step in and make an interception (which we brought back because of the penalty). But I also caused a drop on a third-and-one. Dean got back at me, though, scoring at least one TD (that I can remember) on a simple square out and then running down the sideline.
Here's Dave and me after the game, drowning our sorrows in the excellent beer that Andrew brought. Thanks, Todd!!