Ah, yes, O'Blenness. Spring of 1980. Compound fracture of the left arm suffered while - yes - circling the bases after hitting a homerun in softball. The pretty young nurse enters my room at 3 a.m., wakes me gently, then whispers, "Mark, it's time for your injection." I grab her wrist just before she plunges the needle into my arm and reply, "My name's not Mark!" She double checks her records and acknowledges that she has the wrong room. I am sent home two days later to have the bones re-broken (with a large rubber mallet) due to the horrendous work performed by the emergency room staff. I can remember the O'Blenness orthopedic surgeon telling me he had been out "muddin'" in his truck when he got the call. Great times!
Wow, SBH, this story gets better every time I hear it, not unlike your fishing stories.
Originally, the arm broke while tripping over the foul line walking in from right field. The hyperbole started shortly after - from a pedestrian "single" to today's home run. What will it be next? A walk-off grand slam in the all-campus intramural final?
Wonder if cc cat can verify this "homerun"?
In all seriousness, good luck to Patrick.
Last Edited: 10/4/2010 8:27:58 PM by bobcatsquared