I was once a soccer player

Yesterday, the team and I were in the room with Jorel who's a soccer (futbol for my Spanish speaking friends) freak. Since he leaves with the team tomorrow for Haiti, and since he'll have very little opportunity to view his game of choice, we watched some of the Manchester United game against Blackburn. Manchester United won. Great.

I'm not much of a soccer guy, but back in the day I was one scary, intimidating monster on the field.




It was 1980 just after Mt. St. Helen's erupted. We were the volcanoes. Other than on playgrounds around the world, as an outmatched older guy against elementary kids, I've not played since.