Well, I rolled my ankle last night trying to avoid colliding with the left center fielder. This is the second time in just a few months that I got injured playing softball.
The first time happened this summer when I ran into a giant first baseman and looked like “a doll hitting a brick wall” as a bounced backwards to the ground. Then last night, we had a good game and even went on to win, but my ankle is quite swollen and seems to be getting worse as I have been flying to the men’s retreat where I am speaking this weekend. I guess no kickball for me this weekend. 🙁
As Debbie was berating me about the need to be more careful and even nagging me about wearing a helmet (a ridiculous and embarrassing idea), it dawned on me the reason behind these two freak injuries. My wife and kids were watching me both times I got hurt! I am trying to impress them with my aggressive and even reckless play.
I mentioned this romantic idea to Debbie. Her response: “I would be more impressed if you didn’t get hurt so often.”
Now my ego hurts. 🙂
At least we won the game!
You don’t need to impress me!! I’ve already been helplessly impressed. Now, I’d like you to be safe! Hope your ankle feels better.
wow, this made me laugh. I can only imagine someone running the bases with a helmet! gotta love it