From 7-9 this evening much mud was acquired. Many sprints were sprinted (OK, as quickly run as I could pull off – I was definitely bringing up the rear, but that’s not old age – I’m just slow). Many tackles made, many times tackled. Passing drills successfully accomplished. Sore, but not in an amazingly awful way. Will see what tomorrow looks like.
Amusing anecdote: was asked if I had played before. Yep, played at UMBC. Oh, did you know so-and-so? Probably not, graduated a long time ago. Well, maybe you’d know her anyway, she’s 26? Uh huh, not so much. I’ll count that as them not being able to judge how old I am (ten+ years older than their “old” player from UMBC). And/or, more rationally realize we were playing mostly in the dark.
Much fun had by the old rugger! Can’t wait for the next practice, and then my first game!