Growing Old Sucks Ass

My friends and I ventured out to play some basketball today.

A bunch of 30 somethings, who haven't played ball in about 6+ months. This was not going to be fun.

We get to our usual court...planning to take it easy.
Our usual court was inundated with many heads playing...so we run a full. 5 on 5.

5 teen-twenty somethings (early twenties) vs us, a bunch of tired walking to the court, it's too cold to play, old farts.

Up and down we go. 1o mins in...score 1 to 1. DAMN! This is going to be a long ass game.
3rd time up and down...my ass is tired.

Basically is me and the boys plodding up and down for 45 min...there's a lot of walking and half running (you know...the fake run people do when they cross a cross-walk, but there is a car waiting to turn, so you speed up by moving your arms in a running motion fake run).

Near the end of the game...I sidle up to the cat that was guarding me...let's say he was around 25, to make me feel better. I huff and puff and the cat says: "I know how you feel...I'm getting up to your age soon."

Now that is funny.

Afer the game, i wasn't feeling so good.
My boy, JM, thought he was going to puke. He didn't.

Growing old sucks ass. Amen!