I haven’t really talked about my parents here, mostly because they live in a different state. However I have to inform everyone of how awesome my father is.

He went on an old-boys rugby tournament in San Diego last week, now to inform you what the Old Boys are it’s basically a bunch of over-the hill old farts getting together to play rugby with each other. Now playing rugby at any age is insane, playing it when you’re 50+ is even crazier. However my dad loves it, been playing it for ages and ages and it’s the one sport he can do decently, so more power to him. There’s only one problem, my dad likes to get hurt.

He’s broken his nose in a game when he was 40-something. A few years back he did something to his eye socket and one evening while he and my mother were out eating he blew his nose and my mom said that his eye basically popped out a bit from where it normally sits. Needless to say he ended up in the hospital with a Dr. looking over him.

What happened now? Oh my 57 year old father only ended up with staples in his head after recieving an elbow to the noggin. But it’s “not a big deal” says my father, even though after speaking with my mom it’s been oozing and doing other gross things since they got home.

I just felt the need to say, my father’s a badass and I only hope when I’m 50+ I keep doing the physical activities that I liked when I was younger.

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