the injury
I dribbled the ball quickly through my legs and faked to the right. He bought it and I went left. A wide open jumper. Swish! All net. I got the ball back and started from the top of the circle again. This time, he was determined not to be fooled and played defense a little further back. When I crossed to my right, he was there. When I crossed to my left and spun, he was still with me. That was it, I thought. It was time to toss in a J right in his face. So I launched myself into the air as high as I could go and released the ball right over him. *clank* I saw the ball hit the front of the rim as I came down…right onto his foot!!! OUCH!!!! I rolled my ankle and started to fall hard. I tried to break my fall with my right hand. Wrong move.
That was yesterday. Since then, my ankle has swollen rather nicely and I’ve either fractured or sprained my right wrist. Hurts like a drunk monkey!!! I have these really cool black wraps and sleeves on my wrist and ankle though and I can’t walk and can’t really do much with my right hand. I’m typing all of this with my left hand. Dang. Anyway, I’m hungry, I think I’ll see what my left hand can fix me to eat.
