Tobias asked me last night, "So are you going to get your nose broken at this thing?"
I said, "Maybe. Hope not."
I REALLY hope not. My nose is not perfect, but I love it. It's been with me since I was a baby. It is very, very unlikely that anything will happen to it tomorrow at the tournament, but it's always a possibility. Let me tell you though, if someone does break my nose? Protocol, etiquette, and honour may just fly out the window quite quickly and I may have to lay the smack down. But seriously, this is next to impossible, so no worries! No worries!
Yes, I am nervous.
