I swear if that fecker cleats me again in the scrum, I'm going to pick him up and toss him across the field. I wrapped me leg up last night, and it seemed to be doing okay after the match and before I went to bed, but this morning it started bleeding again. So I sucked it up and went to the Health Center, and they patched it back up no problems. Guess I should have done that to begin with. But, that's not the point.
So. Yes. In short, I'm looking forward to next weeks match. But until then. I've got a Wizengamot Clinic tomorrow, and Professor Brockman is "presiding", so...I've got my work cut out that's for sure. It's kind of hard though when Max insists on playing with my toes.