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During the course of this extremely long game, there have understandably been several times when tempers have flared, scuffles have ensued, and injuries have been sustained.

It has been gratifying to me to see how quickly our first aid team has sprung into action. The caring nature of many on the field has been very evident. In most cases, scrapes have been bandaged, harmony has been restored, and the game has resumed smoothly.

The way our team mates rally around one another is a beautiful thing. Especially considering the fact that drug and alcohol testing is not required, and a number of us are slightly impaired. In fact, the opposing team likely tells each other we aren't qualified to be playing at all. Most of us don't even carry a rule book around in our back pocket.

On occasion, some players have left the field, and the game, entirely. We miss them. One of our most prodigious players has exited several times. He changes his shirt, and comes back in to play, his Brazilian soccer skills unmatched by any one else. We always cheer when he returns. We just wish he'd pick a shorter name. Like Pele.

We are currently in the hospital having heart surgery.
Not that our hearts have failed.
It's just that we have been dealt a blow beyond blows.
But we know others understand because most of them have been there too.
Our shoes are in the locker room for anyone's use in the meantime.
My outlandish outfit is in the locker since I very much doubt it would fit anyone else's personality.
And that's all the humor I can muster for now.
We are trusting for a good result and would love the prayers of those who pray.
We KNOW there is care and commitment here.
Thank you.
It's an MK issue with some bad personal choices added in.
At least we are on the same side and offer love and understanding.
But also some reality.
Difficult.

Yes, sometimes our injuries are so great we are sidelined for a time.

It's good to know you're still watching the game, from your hospital room.

Hugs to you, teammate.

My Dear Mosquito,

If I had to pick one medical person from history that I would most like to be like, it would be Hawkeye Pierce. Someone who ended up where he didn't want to be, doing a job to the best of his ability with what limited resources, meanwhile maintaining a wonderful sense of humour (o.k. it was a bit over the top at times, but given the circumstances . . .) and above all being a warm human being as well as a top surgeon.

So as you recover and the Doctor comes to do the ward round, I hope you look up into the eyes of a Hawkeye Pierce and that the nurse in scrubs is more like Hotlips Hoolihan than some bald person who rides a bike with a dog on the back .

If however you see Frank Burns coming down the corridor . . . , oh hang on you're safe he's retired and was last heard of in a Resthome in Florida .

Get well soon.

Hotlips Hoolihan! I won't let my husband near her!
Thanks, guys. We know we are on a great team.
You cheer us up.
AND
Congratulations Fanda Eagles and Forum Frenzy Fabulous Friends
on 1,200,000 hits!

We are not totally gone---have the game live streaming in
and our bandages have finger holes for putting on make up and typing.
Too weak to eat, so losing weight. Good!
Well, actually the finger holes can be used for only limited purposes.
I do make up and typing and hubby uses the fork and spoon.
Fully Stop It, MB
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Penalty Shoot Out, FE Cup - (I'm posting this for a couple soccer fans who love the humor in this game)

And it's the FE Cup Final here and we are down to the last two kicks of the penalty shoot out. At the one end of the field, the Tribers, who don't think penalties should apply in any game, have already taken five lazy shots at the Eagles’ keeper, who easily saved them. Down at the other end of the field, however, Rude Barren has been in pit pot shap, diving all over the place to protect the Tribers’ goal. He has brazilliantly dyslected four well-struck penalty kicks from the Eagles, and one he didn’t even have to strat his eginnes for – the Eagles’ fifth kicker, Bemused, after playing at silly mid off most of the game, struck the ball wildly and completely missed the goal – the Tribers’ fans cheered; and from her vantage point in the bar, Raz muttered something about him sticking with his parodies.

So it has come down to this folks. One more shot each. Looks like the Eagles’ keeper is getting ready down this end, and Rid Boloney is getting revved up down the other end to face the final strike. (Spam anyone?)

The crowd is hushed; you could hear a chainsaw drop. Wait, who is this stepping up to take the final kick for the Tribers? The final chance to settle this thing? Who is it? Yes, it seems to be the last minute mystery substitute that came on for Andy just before the end of O.T. None of us recognized him, but he is obviously a Triber from his lily white uniform and twinkle toes. Here he is now, sauntering into the penalty area, waving to the crowd. Who is this OT mystery substitute and why do the Eagles’ fans seem to be joining in the excitement? This is Insane.

The ref calls for silence and blows his whistle. The OT mystery substitute begins his run up. What, he misses the ball! No, he’s spinning around… and around… and around… he finally strikes the ball with a vengeance and there it goes like lightning toward the Eagles’ goal… Crash! It hits the crossbar and now it is rocketing toward the other end of the field, where Rad Boring is sfarting to get ready… This is incredible folks, the ball has just sailed past the stunned Tribers’ keeper into the back of the net! The crowd goes absolutely wild. The ref blows his whistle for a goal. It’s all over. The Eagles’ fans swarm the field and the OT mystery substitute is hoisted into the air and carried off to the bar to celebrate. Only in the bar, is the mystery revealed: ripping off his lily white shirt exposes the tattoo of a falcon, and the body of a futbolista brasileño, the Brazilian legend Pelé. Now it all makes sense. Very clever. A true hero has emerged, but no matter how famous he is, or what his real name is, we will always know him as OT, the mystery substitute.

Common Tater.

Aghast has picked up the cricket bat to chase the streaker off the field. However, she has a second thought and sits down again.

This brilliant game appears to have just wrapped up just in time as an icy blast seems to have hit the field. Whats this...it appears two members of security are escorting the streaker from the grounds?.

Aghast pumps the air and heads to the bar with her cricket bat safely tucked under her arm.