I thought about making up some wild story to explain my latest injury, but I’m too tired. xD So if you’re under the impression that you’re going to get a harrowing tale of woe like the baseball chronicles of last year, you can forget it.
The straight and narrow of it: I fell.
Me!
Perilous fisherman adventurer!
-Sigh-
I wasn’t entirely to blame, however. I was involved in a game of ‘Protect the President’, which is a variation of dodgeball. For those of you that have never played it, the rules are somewhat like this: the ‘president’ is surrounded by a group of people, all of whom are trying to hit him/her. The catch is that the president has a protector. The protector can get hit without consequences, while the president is out if he/she gets hit. The protector, then, tries to block the balls as they are thrown.
I was employed as a protector. My president and I were doing a very well, until a leader threw the dodgeball at the president’s feet. Competent bodyguard that I am, I went down to block it. At the same time, however, the president jumped out of the way of the ball, tripping me. I fell, my left leg twisting to the side. Doctor’s verdict: Type 1 ripped tendon. (Type 1 is better than type 2 or 3, by the way.)
This is the president/culprit:









