Happy, Pumped, & kinda Scared

Why am I happy?  Well Ive finally talked my dad into playing softball w/ me.  After all of last season and the first part of this one I finally, to the dismay of my step mom, convinced him to sign up for church league softball.  I can kinda understand he has 1 kid of his own 9 and 2 years ago he and my step mom adopted a brother and sister now 10 & 7 so they were kinda busy(personaly Id use it as time to get away from them).  Im 25 my dad will be 43 later this year, he was working second shift (530pm-2am) the first 8 years of my life so I rarely got to see him.  Later on he got a 9-5 job & in my Teen years he was at all my ball games coaching my non-school games.  Sounds great but we never really had a relationship to speak of.  I never talked in much detail about anything much and he never pryed.  When my younger brother was born when I was 15 we kinda drifted abit more.

 "How was school?"   "Fine."   "Any Homework?"  "Already Done."  "Good."  End of conversation.  We actually didnt have much incommon outside of fishing or sports.  All last year I asked him to play w/ me not that I needed another player but I wanted to do something fun w/ my dad.  Now that Im a father he and I are talking more about stuff that really matters, like the way we feel about certain situations and the like

Why am I pumped.  Well I get to strap back on the pads and helmet and play real football this friday.  A neighboring town is having thier Annual Alumni game, and though I didnt go there I can play on the other team.   Ive played 1 in the last 7 years, last year at the same game.  That I might add I won.  I say I b/c I did win it.  When you have 3 linemen that weight about 160 and you still manage to  rush for 90 and throw 170 yards and 2TDs (woulda been 4 had people been able to catch an easy Frikkin pass!)  I loved football and to beable to do this again is just an awesome time.  Me and my brother (19) have been training for the last 3 weeks and I think I can go in and not get hurt.  Im taking the helm again this year (QB) and he is gonna be my work horse at TB.  He was an all-state runningback 2 years ago so Im pretty confident that hell do just fine. 

Im scared a bit for the same reason as Im pumped.  I dont want to get hurt.  Last year I could not put any weight on my L Knee on Sat after the game.  I was fine later that night to go to the bars for some victory drinks but Saturday when I woke up I could barely walk, and layed up on the couch all day long.  I also have a couple peeps I work w/ that are on the other team that are gunning for me.  A of all the people that are going to be there that I know of there will on ly be one person that is actually lineman size. Oh well Bring It!!  Also recently my neck and lower back have been giving me fits but I havent complained about it cuz if I do the wifey wouldnt let me go.  Maybe its the youngster in me that still thinks theres a Red and Yellow S on my chest.  Though there seems to be alot more forms of kryptonite these days.  Pray for me!  =)

Peace,

DT,  BroD21