So this is what happens when you play intramural dodgeball. I ran up to the half-court line and threw that ball as hard as I could. Well if you cross the line you're out. In an effort to stop myself asap, I got this little diddy. The rowdy fans, our wives, said it looked like i pulled a break-dace move out there. Needless to say that ball was like a laser, and I was out.


Here's some more tough Clevelanders. My buddies Pat (Mr. Clean) and Matt came out to ski the greatest snow on earth. We went out to dinner and gave them a little tour of Temple Square.
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