12-21-2020, 09:45 AM
(This post was last modified: 12-21-2020, 09:45 AM by jzajenius36.)
My secret santa really nailed it this year. I’m still canvassing the locker room, trying to figure out who pulled my name and how they actually found and came up with this gift. Amongst all the bottles of whiskey, scratch tickets, and lame pre-wrapped last second gift baskets from TJ Maxx, someone actually found my white whale, held onto it for months, and gifted it to me this year. Dressed in my Christmas-themed jock strap, santa hat, and nothing else, I grabbed the gift marked for me off the locker room floor. Such a small little box! I carefully removed the bow, untied the string, and popped open what seemed to be a slightly larger than normal jewelry box. But no! There was no ring or watch inside. It was something far more precious! It was THE first rock ever thrown at me by someone in the Philadelphia Liberty crowd! I mean I couldn’t blame them at the time, I had just been pancaked two plays in a row and then committed an offsides penalty. It was a rough go for me my rookie year. Then all of a sudden “Bang!” I hear something clink off my helmet as I’m standing on the sideline. It was at that moment I truly felt like part of the city. I’ll never forget it. And I’m gonna put that big old rock on a chain and wear that thing everywhere. Thanks santa.
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