(email from Tanner 7:35am Monday)


I don’t remember about 7-8 hours from Saturday.

Lon and his wife, Lee, picked me up.  I never gave them any gas money.  I remember driving down there.  The road south of the park is one way, so we had to go back up to the main street north of the park and come around to the east.  We parked on the east side and walked over to you guys on the north side.  There were some people playing basketball.  I went to the port-a-potty.  I took a leak, and thought about taking a crap, but there was no toilet paper.  I came back and put my cleats on.  I paid you with 2 $20’s, and you gave me a five and five ones (I didn’t remember that until I looked in my wallet)...I threw a line-out that I knew wasn’t straight and just stood there when Lon tipped it back to where I should have been.  The line judge called it not straight, and I am pretty sure they got to throw in after that, but that’s a guess…I vaguely remember sitting on the bleachers while someone whom I assume has medical training asked me questions…I rode home sitting by Vann.  We stopped somewhere and got gas.  I went in and took a leak…We stopped somewhere else and got something to eat.  You guys got me a water and something else to drink.  I don’t think I had anything to eat…The list was very handy, and you guys discussed dropping me off at the mall and watching me try to figure out where I was and how I’d got there…There was a traffic jam on I-35, and I’m pretty sure that Affliction drove over the median from the access road to the interstate or vice versa.  Then there was a discussion of some of Affliction’s other traffic violations and how he’d ran from the cops before.  I don’t remember the particulars…We went to Affliction’s place downtown and Vann drove me home…I said ‘hi’ to Melissa and asked Mason a lot of weird questions about his baseball schedule.  He asked if I had another concussion.  I said ‘yeah’…I think I ate something…I went back into the bedroom and watched TV…I eventually fell asleep.

I remember yesterday as well as I normally do.

Oh, Lon called yesterday and talked to me for a bit.  He said that I ran full speed and tackled a Samoan that weighs 100 pounds more than me that was running full speed at me.  He said that it was a very loud collision.  I tackled him, but they scored, anyway.  Lon was unhappy because he had to play the rest of the game.

Do you remember my try?

Thank you,