I was starting to get sick. I was still recovering from a strained neck, bruised talibone and a chronically sore lower back. Yet I couldn’t resist when the call came. My cousin knows the mascot, and he needed someone to do a skit during a timeout at the Raptors game. In return, I’d get free seats and would meet someone who I might work with on future house-related projects.
When we got there, we got to prepare in the tunnel where the Dance Pak was getting ready. The mascot purposely sent for us a bit earlier than necessary so we could ogle at them. Meh. I was feeling a bit too sick and nervous to try anything with them. We put the sumo-wrestling suits on, got a few practice hits in and rushed out. It all went by so quickly, but the feeling of being on the court in front of 15000+ people is hard to match. Everything went well — I got knocked down a few times by the Raptor but was still feeling ok. Just as we were about to leave the court though, he came and knocked me down again — and then he jumped on top of me. That one hurt. I felt a sharp pain in my lower back, the same back that has been bothering me since last August.
Now my body feels like crap, I walk funny and my sore throat has gotten worse to the point where it’s painful to swallow and my ears hurt.
If I could turn back time, I’d do it again though!