I saw how tall he was with his cleats, his helmet in his left hand and his shoulder pads after he had called me over from the street after he spotted me riding by on Brittan Avenue.
“No.” I replied, although I remember the prior battle.
“Try!” as I felt the impact of his right fist on my left cheek.
So I did. I played rugby and got some.
Jackass!
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