Well let’s start off this festive edition with a big “Have a HAPPY CHRISTMAS and a MERRY NEW YEAR!” wait. That’s not right. “Have a MERRY CHRISTMAS and a HAPPY NEW YEAR!” Thanks to the calendar and some odd lining up of celestial bodies, we have Christmas Eve (complete with football) and BFL falling on the same day. I backed up the ol’ Red Rocket while it was still dark outside and headed to Brantford early on Saturday morning and met up with Denis to play some serious morning football.
Well that didn’t take long…
It’s too bad we seem to be on a negative streak playing football the last couple of weeks, because I’ve been on the losing side the last couple. The ground was frozen, but not terribly hard so footing was pretty good. It was a little brisk outside, but Under Armour from head to toe is enough to keep a person nice and toasty (especially once you start running). Lots of running while we were playing, but there was no top gear (no I know you may be laughing, but I am extremely quick over short distances). Funnily enough, there weren’t even the top three gears. It seemed I would be playing in first and second.