Here is the story, as recounted to me, “anyaway…i was a little drunk, and went to go get a tattoo – a nautical star on my left calf. that was planned, and it is what i wanted. i got to the place, and i was with a girl, so she asked if we could drink some wine. he said yes, i went to go get some. we where in a bad side of town, no wine, but i did end up with some green wine, aka, mad dog 20/20. it hit like a mad dog. needles to say i woke up the next morning, rolled over, my calf was hurting, and so was my arm. i looked down, and forever i am now a bamf. do not drink and go to the tattoo parlor. this is exactly why rest weeks are dangerous times.”
I hope he is a real BAMF. His coach is a first rate fella, so I’m sure he will make sure that I’m not shamed by including him on this list. Janda, do you hear that? Make sure you kick his ass regularly.