Let's play a game! And let's laugh at my brother! Two worthy pasttimes.
I'm not physically brave. Extreme sports are not for me. Most regular sports are not for me. My brother is the brave one. This has led to injuries, scars, and fun stories. I thought it would be nifty to give you all a list of some of the activities my brother has participated in, along with a list of the more painful consequences of said activities, and see if you can match them up. The answers are given in a comment, so you don't have to worry about trying not to peek. The list of activities is longer than the list of damages, for added challenge. Have fun!
1. Broken arm
2. Dislocated finger
3. Stitches in forehead
4. Sprained ankle
5. Permanent scarring on forearm
a. Walking
b. Wrestling
c. Sledding
d. Football
e. Dancing
f. Biking
g. Track and Field (javelin, discus, shotput)
h. Volleyball
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1.a. He was about 7 or 8, walking around the backyard, and he tripped over the dog's rope.
2.e. Busted a dangerous move at a high-school freshman dance.
3.c. Down the icy hill in front of his frat house, right into a tree branch. Blammo!
4.h. The worst sports injury he's ever incurred. In volleyball. A proud moment for him, that.
5.f. This one was pretty conventional -- he took a header into a patch of sand that embedded itself into his shredded skin(nice image, huh?). It was such a mess he had to get into the shower to wash off, and I could hear him through the bathroom door, shouting to no one in particular, "This hurts! You have no idea how much this hurts!"
Interestingly, I don't know of him hurting himself at all with the big heavy things he threw, in spite of this little trick he had where he'd balance a javelin on his chin while juggling shotputs.
Ok, I guess I'm required to defend/elaborate/further embarrass myself here. I'll organize my comments by the numbered injuries...
1. Not much more to this one, though it was in Nebraska, so I think I was 5. One cool part about this whole ordeal was this amazing local anesthetic that the doc used before he stuck a needle in my arm. I could feel the needle scraping my bone, but no pain. Nifty!
2. This is a personal favorite. I was on the floor (on purpose) and when I pushed myself back up, one finger was under another and the bottom finger got dislocated at the second knuckle. The bone closer to the fingertip then slid underneath the bone farther aft, making my finger about half as long as it usually was. It looked like a "Z" from a profile view. I walked around showing it to people until the principal saw it, who then sent me to the hospital. Never trust a doc who says he's "just going to take a look" at your dislocated anything. He's going to pop it back in. He was smart.
3. Every holiday at my parents house, I reveal more and more details and truths about my youth as I feel the statute of limitations for ridicule has passed (shaming and mockery are still fair game, of course). Though this is not a holiday, I feel now is a fine time to clarify this injury. This was not a sledding accident at all. I head butted a road sign because it was trying to tell me what to do (I believe it read "NO TRUCKS OVER 2 TONS"). Seriously. Needless to say I lost that battle. I'm happy I have a son, but I worry...
4. I sprained my shoulder wrestling, but the ankle was definitely worse. I thank my lucky stars that that was my worst sports injury.
5. I would like to point out that I was pouring on the hydrogen peroxide when the yelling occurred. I still have those scars.
I'm still proud of my javelin-balancing, shot put-juggling trick. Once in a while I even threw them. Mom, I haven't head butted any road signs for at least two years.
DUDE.
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