Linda just got home (it's 11:30 at night) from Taylor's indoor football game. It is supposed to be flag football, but it is very ruff and dangerous. The other team were big trash talkers and punched one of our guys out on the last play of the game. Both benches emptied out, but not one guy on Taylor's team threw a punch. They just tried to hold back the bad guys who were attacking. Of course, Linda got all upset and had to make sure her boy (all 6' 6"of him) was safe. We were stuck inside the building til the cops came because the mean team was waiting out in the parking lot to continue the fight. Taylor and a few of his friends stopped to talk and shake hands before we all walked together to our cars. Our team is in first place, they won the entire division the last 2 years in a row.
