I've always assumed I had the funniest/worst baseball injury of all time, but it's a crown I really don't want to have to wear anymore. So somebody please beat this story.
So I'm 19, and I'm in Germany playing for the British National Team for the first time. I pitch 8 solid innings against Germany and got an offer to go to a D-1 college, I'm on top of the world.
The next day I'm catching against Austria, and in the first inning the batter fould of a low fastball off the plate and straight into my coin purse.
My plastic cup had cracked at the bottom and I felt pain like I have never felt before in my life. Of course I do't want to be a wuss so I played for 3 more innings.
By the 4th I couldn't stand up straight. Paramedics are called over and I drop my pants to show off what can only be described as a swollen and misshaped tangerine. So the German paramedic yells "SHIZA, we have to get you to doctor!"
The tournament tells me that with my British insurance and the insurance covering the tournament, I won't have to pay anything. They tell me they are sending a representative to the hospital to make sure I'll be taken care of.
The represenative was a 35 year old woman with a name I will never be able to pronounce. The hospital I'm taken to is a teaching hospital so when they are examining me I had about 10 doctors and my represenative intently looking at my family jewels, which I found very funny considering the amount of pain killers I was on. Of course, the lead on my case was a drop dead gorgeous blonde.
This story actually gets much funnier, but it also gets much much more gross. So i'll end it there.
Oh, in case you are wondering, I didn't lose anything. Turns out the Germans are pretty good with knives.
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