It's funny how your life can flash before your eyes.
My friend Steve.
He is one of the guys doing the bike show down at the CNE in the building i work in.
Such a cool guy.
So, yesterday, I am sitting at the station i work at (kids hockey), and the bike show is about to start.
Since nobody was at my station, i turned around to watch the show.
I saw Steve.
There is this 15-slash-20 ft. ramp that is the tallest ramp that they go off of.
If they don't get the momentum to take of, then they stop, go back and try again.
So there steve is. On the ramp, about to take off.
He doesn't feel right about the jump so he stops.
He is sitting there.
And then it happened.
I don't know what happened, or why it happened, but i am just assuming that he lost his balance.
He fell.
I tried to tell my self, its not steve..its not steve.
But i knew it was.
His bike was just hanging high up in the air. He wasn't moving.
The other guy on the ramp moved his bike and started yelling.
"STEVE!!! STEEEVE!!!STEVE!!!!!!!"
Steve didn't answer. Steve didn't move.
At this point, my heart stopped, my face went red, and tears filled my eyes.
All i could was pray, and hope that he was ok.
The ambulance came and took him to the hospital.
Today i called the hospital he was staying at, and found out his condition.
He broke his ankle.
.....
He broke his back.
GOD. HE BROKE HIS FUCKING BACK.
He had to go through surgery and they had to take pieces of bones from the other parts of his body for his back.
He is still in intensive care.
So i can't visit him.
He is one of the guys doing the bike show down at the CNE in the building i work in.
Such a cool guy.
So, yesterday, I am sitting at the station i work at (kids hockey), and the bike show is about to start.
Since nobody was at my station, i turned around to watch the show.
I saw Steve.
There is this 15-slash-20 ft. ramp that is the tallest ramp that they go off of.
If they don't get the momentum to take of, then they stop, go back and try again.
So there steve is. On the ramp, about to take off.
He doesn't feel right about the jump so he stops.
He is sitting there.
And then it happened.
I don't know what happened, or why it happened, but i am just assuming that he lost his balance.
He fell.
I tried to tell my self, its not steve..its not steve.
But i knew it was.
His bike was just hanging high up in the air. He wasn't moving.
The other guy on the ramp moved his bike and started yelling.
"STEVE!!! STEEEVE!!!STEVE!!!!!!!"
Steve didn't answer. Steve didn't move.
At this point, my heart stopped, my face went red, and tears filled my eyes.
All i could was pray, and hope that he was ok.
The ambulance came and took him to the hospital.
Today i called the hospital he was staying at, and found out his condition.
He broke his ankle.
.....
He broke his back.
GOD. HE BROKE HIS FUCKING BACK.
He had to go through surgery and they had to take pieces of bones from the other parts of his body for his back.
He is still in intensive care.
So i can't visit him.