We had 11 acres, including a 5-acre field across the street. Playing 2-on-2 football with my brother and some friends from high school. I make a move and run a crossing route, catch a TD pass in the "endzone." Take two more full speed strides and slam into the barbed wire fence. I go down immediately, with one or two gashes. Held on to the ball. That was all that mattered. Sad part is that I couldn't hardly catch a pass to save my life in 4 years of playing wide receiver and 5 years of DB.