So our soccer game today ended (predictably) with a loss, and (unpredictably) with a fight. I wasn't involved, nor was I willing or wanting to. I think it was partly Trent (my teammate's) fault, but the other team was playing way too aggresively for a rec league. Trent even ended up with a gash by his eyebrow.
Quite frankly, this is the reason I sometimes hate playing organized sports, especially with testosterone-filled idiots who take these games too seriously.
Besides, I'm a lover, not a fighter.
(And thank goodness I was on the bench as opposed to on the field, otherwise I may have reluctantly had to get invovled...and get beat up...lol)
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