Blood, Guts and Church Basketball
This past Sunday I was blessed with a "godly elbow".
It happened during a GRX basketball playoff game between my team—the Geckos—and Pastor Andy's Goats. This is what went down: someone shot the ball, Andy and I struggled for the rebound, Andy's flying elbow, I started bleeding. Nice. Next I was rushed to O'Connor Hospital for ER (see pic). Here I talked to two receptionists, two nurses, then was dumped into the triage area awaiting my doctor...about 1 hr. The doctor showed up and in less than ten minutes "stitched" me up.
With super glue for the skin.
Isn't technology wonderful?
No Love At Work
So this morning I came to work wanting to be as inconspicous as possible—I tried to avoid all eye contacts. No such luck. I ran into The Apps Group. These guys were just a bunch of walking Mother Teresas.
"Oh, woah! Did your girlfriend beat you up?!? [Chuckles] You could file for domestic abuse. I think our office have forms. And you could get counseling."
"Well, I wasn't that happy with my wife this weekend either, but at least I didn't get [looks to everyone, points to his eyebrow, laughs] THAT!"
On and on, comments after comments about domestic abuse, counseling, is dating bliss possible, etc... Umm...hey guys it was a basketball injury. Really. And it's Monday! Leave me alone! Don't you guys have bugs to close?
The Curse of The Jerusalem Lions
Of the 8 players on my 2005 Fall League Champions team, three of us had gashes as a result of playing in this league. I think we should reconsider having our own medic at game time.
So Are You Saying I'll Get More Lovin' Cuz of This?
Sandy was really sweet. She found out about the cut and rushed from SFO to O'Connor ER to see me, driving at an insane speed. She even brought some delicious treats all the way from Hawaii. Yup that's my hun. Now she'll really have to take extra special care of me. Of course I can't bat my eye sexily at her, at least for awhile.
when the doctor was tearing your flesh apart, that was lovely. looked like that sublymonal commercial, when the eye was drinking the drops of sprite.
Oh yeah yeah! I know that *new* sprite commercial. Haha. I had no idea I was wincing like that. It didn't even hurt that much. What are the odds tha Kenny, Phil, and me got cut. You're next Jimmy. Hahaha j/k. I'm only quoting Phil.
But seriously, I need to thank you and Phil for being there...and of course Lauren and Sandy, too.
Please don't let this post discourage you from coming out to the league. We're really all about fellowshipping and praising God through basketball. Really.
Dood... a bit rough... your team is plagued with injuries...
yeah. we should call ourselves Easy Company. haha. you go biking?
u should post a pic of how it looks now.. it's purple, black and blue! poor Mike..
Knowing how you play, Mike...it was probably retaliation for something you did earlier in the game! (heh, heh)
Arvin: Me? Hmmphph! I'm thinking of getting that Rip Hamilton mask for next season.