

2022 Event Photos
My Old Boots
I'm older now, and I stare at my boots, hanging on a nail in the garage,
held together with athletic tape, caked with mud from a match long ago.
I rocket back to the day, I grin at the thought of that crossing pass, the slide tackle that started a scuffle, and the shot off the post.
A worthy opponent and heavy rain made for a struggle. Sharing pints with our foe afterwards, the winner buys
Who would have thought the years would fly by, so fast.
I'm jarred back to reality by my dog, and I go to put out the trash.
~ Dave Nikunen