The Disabled List
I had to make a managerial decision today to put myself on the temporary disabled list. Yesterday while patrolling center field for well hit fly balls, I tried to evoke the spirit of Torii Hunter and chase down a ball that was well outside my athletic ability. Racing across the grass, I was almost to the ball when I caught an edge on a loose patch of sand that sent me into a broken collapse. If you were to hold a Raggedy Andy doll my the top of his head and let go you’d have a clear picture of my downfall.

It’s amazing how much you think about in that split second when you’re going down. First my ankle twisted and then my knee folded, the combination producing my graceful potato sack landing. The horrible sounds that both injuries made – a quick succession of popping and snapping noises – made me think I had broken something good. But after flaying about for a while I was able to walk off on my own power. The 30 year old body still proves indestructible! Unfortunately, all skateboarding, ball playing and bike riding will have to come to a halt for at least a week as I limp around and attend to my ice packs.