One crispy Saturday morning in Philadelphia, 6 years ago, i played the least important game in the history of football. In front of zero spectators but under a magnificent blue sky, i decided, to spice things up a bit, to tear my knee ligaments.
Well, that hurts.
2 comments:
Hey, I'm from Philly.
Interesting.
Cool, it happened, i think, on Chestnut and 52.
I loved Philly though, great city.
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