Day 2...

There is doubt from the field as to my ability to take out 9 before being toppled by a gang of 12 year olds. Much of the doubt is simply from folks who have no idea how many Ninja films or NHL games I've watched. I've got an extremely swift left jab and a devastating throat chop. 9...no problem. I'm going to hit the gym tonight and if I can bench more than 100lbs my confidence in 9 will grow. More tomorrow...

Pigs play tonight in Oakland...I'll work on my sweater over the head move and I'll have my defensive partner time me on how quickly the opposing forward drops to ice in agony.