You know I have this theory about feeling young when you’re getting old and look like hell.
Just do the same things that you did when you were fifteen years old, that's all. And if you were roller hockey goalie like me, you can always put a mask over your face to cover the gray hair and wrinkles.
It’s funny, no matter how old I get, whenever I play hockey with my cousin Pete, I always feel like I’m still fifteen years old.
Oh sure, the knees sometimes hurt and the puck tends to find it's way into the net a lot more than 35 years ago. But what the hell, it sure beats worrying about the economy and losing my job.
And sometimes a real hard blow to the head makes you totally forget about everything, well, at least for ten minutes or so, but at least it’s fun while it lasts.
These pictures were taken last Spring up in Florida New York. The town where my cousin moved to back in 1979 when he left Brooklyn.
I hope to be playing this fall with Pete and using our AARP cards to get a discount on pucks.
You know they send you that F_ _ king card the day after your 50th birthday.