OKOKOK...i guess i could tell that story. I was going to, but i figured everyone had heard that one. so here we go...
My freshman year i was on an intramural softball team, and surprisingly we were dang good. We were smart too. We made teams pitch to us. we'd end up walking the bases loaded, then steven would hit a moon shot and we'd all score. one team was so mad at us because of that that they wouldn't say a prayer with us after the game...geez.
so championship game. I'm playin second, like i had all season. big James Henderson..who must have been 6'5" 350 lbs , a left hander, gets up. the time before he had squeezed the ball in-between me and first baseman. so i cheated over towards first. and whatdya know, he hits it in the exact same spot. well this is as far as i remember, but from references, the ball was smacked hard, i went over to field it, and it took a funny hop at the last second, and jumped up toward my face. i got my glove up in time, but the ball bounced off the top of my glove, and hit me square in the eye. apparently i stood for a split second, collapsed to my knees then hunched over on the ground. the next thing i remember, there were a few of my teammates crowded around me. i was asking which way the school was, cuz i knew where i was , just didn't have my bearings. i didn't get my bearings until later. apparently the other team kept circling the bases while i was unconcious. jerks.
i was rushed to the hospital. they asked me my social sec number, and i knew that b/c acu drills that into your head. i got to do the whole cat-scan thing . everything turned out normal. they confirmed that i had had a concussion. that night i had people waking me up every once in a while to make sure i didn't die. my face ballooned up. i was like an alien. but i do remember having girls be allowed to come up to my room to visit. my bible professor even came to visit and offered to let me take my final exam at a later date. melissa weaver (nieland) sent me flowers. i think i was even a prayer request in chapel. and from what i remember people telling me, they made it out to be worse than it was. they said i was still in the emergency room. that wasn't true. my teeth were sore so i couldn't eat solid foods. the doctor said i was lucky to be able to see out of my eye.
i used to have a picture of my alien face, but it has since dissappeared. not my face, the picture.
the worst thing is that i never found my glove. in my daze i had left it on the field. and it was my brothers. he still asks me about that to this day.