Osaka Cherokee

Had another football practice today. Damn that shit is awesome. My uniform pants were covered in blood (my own). John madden would be proud. I had a quarter back sack, knocked down a pass, and had about a dozen tackles. I think I'm doing fine even without the cleats.
On the train ride back the guy in a suit across from me was looking at me kind of weird. I guess the blonde hair, blue eyes, unkept lambchops, sunburned face, and blood dripping from my knees down my legs made him realize that him and I don't traverse in the same circles.

Oh yeah, here's the team's website.

They took my picture today to put on there but I don't know when it'll be up. My boy Joe's pic is on there from when he played last year.