Jan 31, 2006 21:57
So this is the account of what happened from one of my club teammates who I was playing against when my injury happened:
Obviously Tim and Frank have tainted opinions of what happened Sunday because they were directly involved, so as a witness, I feel it's my duty to explain what really happened...
Shannon set Frank the ball and while he stared at her big, juicy...set...Frank to get really excited as he approached the net. In mid air, with his pants around his ankles, Frank began to construct a "hamburger."
With both hands fixed on his package, Frank realized that he couldn't hit the ball, so he resorted to using his head to knock the ball over the net. Tim (the net) then roofed Frank while Tim (the person) attempted to block Frank by reaching under the net and making a cupping motion...yeah, it's weird, I don't get it either...you'll have to ask Tim (the person) about that one.
While trying to land from his jump, keep his hamburger intact and avoid Tim (the person's) outstretched hands, Frank landed at a rather awkward angle. To make things worse, Stan just kinda appeared from nowhere and clubbed Frank in the back of the knee with an empty handle of Captain Morgan's, then ran away...well, it was actually more of a drunken waddle.
And that's exactly how things went down, causing Frank to tear his MCL and miniscus.
So that's what really happened...
Oh, and I got an internship offer from MITRE for the summer, so CSH-DC++...
mitre,
knee