Was playing volleyball in Team Sports in 11th grade. Was down to just me and one person on the opposing side, who happened to be the starting QB of our football team. He chucked the ball at me at full speed and I end up catching it, clinching the win. While catching it I ended up with a mallet fracture on my left middle finger. Thought it was just extremely jammed and didn't realize it was broke until 2 or 3 months later when I finally went to the doctor.
My finger ended up healing fine (in an albeit slightly fucked up manner) so I didn't get surgery or anything. Hardly noticeable unless I point it out to people though.
Was playing volleyball in Team Sports in 11th grade. Was down to just me and one person on the opposing side, who happened to be the starting QB of our football team. He chucked the ball at me at full speed and I end up catching it, clinching the win. While catching it I ended up with a mallet fracture on my left middle finger. Thought it was just extremely jammed and didn't realize it was broke until 2 or 3 months later when I finally went to the doctor.
My finger ended up healing fine (in an albeit slightly fucked up manner) so I didn't get surgery or anything. Hardly noticeable unless I point it out to people though.
Most people call that dodge ball.
Wow, I have no clue how I fucked that up. I was meaning to say, since our school technically didn't "allow" dodgeball, our teacher decided to use volleyballs as we had no official dodgeballs.
All the real athletes on my track team got drunk after the district champs and kicked of there teams. I ended up going to the state champs on a technicality cause no one else was left. They have a list of personal bests for each person at event. Hanging out with Keivarae Russell and bubba baker before our race making fun of the guy thats 2 seconds slower then everyone else in the 100m, but its me. I know our new friendship will be over in 15 seconds if i dont suddenly become fast. Purposly trip on the starting block when they race starts, get DQ'd and crazy rug burn. At least they dont know im the slow fuck.
While playing Colt baseball in the summer of '87, I got a hanging curve ball and hit a soft ground ball between the 3rd baseman and shortstop.
The pitcher looked bored, which caused me to be bored. When I looked at my dugout after reaching base, everyone had a "why are we even out here" look on their face. The game should have been called right then and there so we could do something productive like pick up trash on the side of the road or clean toilets.
Everyone on the baseball field that day was a mediocre waste of space.
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I ended up going to the state champs on a technicality cause no one else was left.
They have a list of personal bests for each person at event.
Hanging out with Keivarae Russell and bubba baker before our race making fun of the guy thats 2 seconds slower then everyone else in the 100m, but its me. I know our new friendship will be over in 15 seconds if i dont suddenly become fast. Purposly trip on the starting block when they race starts, get DQ'd and crazy rug burn. At least they dont know im the slow fuck.
I was the only contestant in my category.
The pitcher looked bored, which caused me to be bored. When I looked at my dugout after reaching base, everyone had a "why are we even out here" look on their face. The game should have been called right then and there so we could do something productive like pick up trash on the side of the road or clean toilets.
Everyone on the baseball field that day was a mediocre waste of space.
Tore some knee ligament and needed surgery.