Last night my grandson played football... we got trounced, again. During the game he was hit, crushed, sacked, sacked, sacked, sacked, sacked, sacked, pounded, hammered, thumped, thwacked, pummeled, beaten, punched, sacked, sacked, sacked, sacked, bopped, whacked, clobbered and walloped.

This morning he's "a little sore".

Last night I sat on my Ram's cushy bleacher chair, nibbled on pizza, had an iced coke, stood for the national anthem, sat for kickoff, twice stood up to stretch, drove home, had a late snack and a cold beer, went to bed.

This morning I can barely move. I'm hurting from head to toe. It used to be that I could sleep thru an entire night and not injure myself. I long for the old days. - JamesJM



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