The true meaning of pain

A friend of mine called today to play some hoops. I figured I could use a little work out so I said yes. We got there and played some half court 3 on 3. Not long after two more guys showed up, a short one and Godzilla himself (in reality a starting lineman for the college I attend). Since I was the tallest guy there I was elected to guard him. Two games later, four broken ribs, and a few slip disks, I walked away. I wasn’t really injured, but I got quite a beating down low – gracefully accepted considering we beat them both games. I’m just glad Mario was a nice guy – nothing worse than a big and mean guy.

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