After fielding phone calls and text messages from my mom all night long, I've decided to propose a compromise via the internet and my blog.
My mom doesn't want anything further to happen to me. This is understandable considering the barrage of bumps and bruises I've taken in my five years at UB. As a matter of fact, just today in the hunt for a loose ball I re-opened a nasty little cut on my left elbow. Our trainer skillfully patched it up but there was a good bit of blood running down my arm at first.
So instead of resorting 100% to Freudian tactics for the remainder of the season, let's look at it like this...
...from now until the end of the regular season, we play every Wednesday and Saturday. This means we have two days of practice between each game, giving us over twice as many practices as games. That being said, I will wear my padded knee sleeve everyday in practice to avoid bumping my knee, but will play the games free as a bird.
Mom?
And in other news, my ingenious sister called to my attention my "Freudian Slip." Actually not a Freudian Slip at all - I was completely mistaken. Directly quoting my sister, "the whole blank slate thing (also known as "tabula resa" in latin) was originally attributed to Aristotle, later St. Thomas Aquinos, but in the sense you're talking about John Locke. ;-) THAT is what a Niagara University liberal arts education gets you - philosophy 101 m'friend!"
I apologize for all you Freudiacs out there for the mix-up. I knew it was one of those old philosopher guys, though. I know what I'm talking about.
"m'friend."
