Huntington’s Worst Nightmare

Lapping the Field

So, what do you get when you suit an American up in football pads and have him catch a pass over the middle against Islamic cornerbacks? Is it a clash of civilizations?

Today’s column in the Sun details the short but lovely career I had as a member of the Bogazici Sultans. Damn, these guys were good. In the end I’m happy I’ve gotten out of the experience in one piece and can safely report that I’m slightly less sore than I was on Sunday.

Tuesday was my retirement practice. I walked up to Jokson, put my hand on his shoulder and said “Dude, this is my last practice.” It went better than I thought and I was invited to come down whenever just to practice. As we ran around the track Tuesday I methodically let my friends know that this was the end of the line for me and was heartened by their warm goodbyes. It’ll be difficult walking by the field in weeks to come and seeing the team out there but, I’m comfortable with my decision.

Bir, iki, uc- SULTANS!

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