I played slo-pitch softball today and landed on the DL. No, I didn't tear my ACL with an ill-advised slide into 3rd. I saw that once. Not good. No, this is a weird one. I misjudged a flyball--hey, I'm out of practice. I was in left, it was a high pop-up and I missed it with my glove hand. I had my right up, too, and the ball landed on the tips of my fingers, jamming them, and I botched it. I grabbed the stray ball and tossed it back to the infield--then I noticed my hand was bleeding. I had a gash between my right middle and right ring fingers that needed five stitches! I must have tried to catch the ball bare-handed while giving Spock a Vulcan salute. Live long and prosper, bra. It's as if my hand was being drawn and quartered for a bit before they said "sorry, wrong fellow" and let me go. I thought at first the seams of the ball had torn off some skin, but my hand was actually split open. The gash was about an inch long with an impressive pulpy depth, and curved from the palm side to the back in a rough crescent. I'm typing this with my left. The right doesn't hurt much, just a bit sore, but I'm down to a simple pincer grip at best for a few days. That's enough about me. I'm dying of thirst and I need a fookin' beer.
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