On Thanksgiving Day in Phoenix we play in the Turkey bowl. We have been doing it for several years now.
We have had tips to the hospital for separated shoulders, noses reset and Uncle Perry usually finds out a day or two after that he has something structurally wrong. This year he pulled his hamstring and sat in the large puddle to "ICE" it down. He noticed a few days later that the whole back of his leg was black and blue.
I think one year he broke his hand.
It has become the norm that we know someone will get hurt, but we cannot miss it. We laugh and hit hard. Then we laugh again.
This year it rained hard the morning of and it made for a muddy mess. The ground was actually soft. but the hits were hard. "Big Joe" who is huge had cleats on and pushed everyone around. But that still gives us the challengewhen he has the ball. We love to try and take him down.
Here are a few pictures.
1 comment:
Mike, Those are some awesome posts! We sure had fun while you guys were here! We love you guys and we are so excited you have a job and an awesome one at that.
Love Your sista inlaw
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