Football star, NOT!

The superbowl is next Sunday, and they are holding it in my town. Naturally I went to the NFL experience. If you haven't heard of it, it's like a football carnival. The Jaguar's quarterback was there letting people take their picture with him. There were plenty of vendors with souveniers for sale, but the best part was the activities. You could run, tackle, do fair catches, kick field goals, throw balls, etc. I tried to kick an extra point. I decided that forty years old is NOT the time to take up football. My first kick wasn't too bad. I got it straight and up in the air, but not enough power behind it. After that, my confidence was up a little. I decided to kick this thing as hard as I could. I lined up, started to run, but then I wasn't sure how many steps to take or how long they should be. I wound up taking too many steps, then kicking the ball with the end of my big toe. Ouch!!! The ball rolled on the ground and I jammed my toenail so hard that my toe started bleeding. Two days later, it is STILL slowly bleeding. At least I'll have the memories of how I got my old football injury.