Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Broken Tooth

In case you are still wondering how I chipped my tooth this weekend, I did it playing basketball. I got talked into playing in a three-on-three tournament that I didn't want to play in. We won the first game and were playing a bunch of punk kids in the second game, when one of them tried to back me down in the post and I stood my ground. He then dipped his shoulder into me and then cracked me under the chin with his forearm on his way up with his "shot". My teeth cracked together, I bit my tongue and promptly spit pieces of tooth and blood into my hand. When I turned around to look at him, four more zits had appeared on his face.

I subbed out and spent the next ten minutes or so spitting blood in the grass. By the time I was ready to return to the game, one of the guys on my team was backing him down as the punk kid jammed his forearm in his back. My guy then spun with his elbows up and popped him in the mouth and he got to spit blood for a little while. Unfortunately, we did not win the game so we went home and got drunk.

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