I returned from the Gay Games in Chicago on Sunday night with a gold medal from football. It was an incredible week. It felt like I was gone for a month. We've got tons of notes, and over 400 photos so far, over at Outsports - so be sure to take a look.
The tournament for me was the most special I've been in. For one, my team won the first Gay Games gold in flag football since 1994; and the next time they might possibly hold flag football at the Games would be 2014 (they only have football when it's in the U.S.). Plus, my team was incredible. Completely drama-free. Everyone on the team just fit nicely into a role and everyone was completely happy to play that role. It was really special.
I got to play with former NFL lineman Esera Tuaolo. He taught me a ton, and I'll be writing about that later this week.
Against the hometown favorite Chicago Flames, I took a nasty blow to my calf on the last play of the first half (a 40-yard pass that I tapped away just in front of the end zone). I was hobbled the rest of the tournament but I played through the pain. My calf is still swollen, painful and is now yellow, black and blue.