and on the fifth day g-d created Can-Ams
So this weekend is Can-Am’s which is one of the largest international rugby tournaments hosted in the US. This is going to be my first 15’s game other than prom dress. Saying I have nerves is an understatement. First off I don’t feel ready, I mean I know I am the 2nd string prop so there is that not as much pressure as being a starter. I need more confidence as far as playing goes to get the ball and run. I am a little nervous about getting hurt because I am still recovering from playing the Empire State Games this past weekend. The bruise on my left knee has yet to actually come to the surface. I need to pack. I want to look good. There are going to be a lot of girls, rugby girls at this thing. I want to play well I don’t want to let my team down. I miss my best friend. She is in California with her girlfriend who just got out of Afghanistan whose grandmother is dying. Which is a lot of shit to deal with and I understand that I just really want to be honest about my crazy emotional tumult going on in my head with someone. I am not really close to anyone on my team yet. I mean they have just started to accept me and I don’t want to jeopardize that by over sharing. SO i feel kinda emotionally all over the place.
I just gotta get pumped.
pumped for rugby.
pumped to hit some bitch so hard she doesn’t know which way is up.
1…2..3.. BROOKLYN!
