On Friday I joined a pick-up soccer game late. I was sluggish (i.e. hungover) and played miserably. On the last play of the game, I tried to dribble around this Yemeni kid - maybe eighteen and very quick - who I play with a lot and he gashed me with his cleats, stole the ball, and scored the winning goal. I limped home. It was a foul on his part
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-JackGoesForth
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