Today was a basketball day. At 6am I played with my son Andrew and the morning guys. At 10pm I played in the 1st round of our church tournament game. We were the bottom seed because we hadn't won a single game all season. I guess we finally had the right combination of guys show up because we came from 4 points down in the last minute and knocked out the #2 seed. I pulled myself out of the game early in the second half because I was scared of getting hurt. The other team had some really big guys (like 6'6", 300+ lbs) that were playing pretty rough. One of these guys fouled one of our players really hard on a layup in an earlier game and cracked his elbow. These guys were a foot taller than me and weighed almost twice as much, and were merciless. I didn't want to have my Boston Marathon plans terminated on a layup attempt in a meaningless game. Call me a wimp if you wish, I call it...being a coward, or at least careful. | 