Last night I went to a high school basketball game. The student section was standing the entire game so I sat on my stadium seat at the end of the bleachers near a railing in order to see more of the floor. In the third quarter I must have leaned back but the stadium seat slid forward and I crashed into the row in front of me. As I got up I noticed blood flowing at a pretty good pace. I had a gash at wrist level. The high school trainer came over and put on dressing and stopped the bleeding, cleaned up the cut, and recommended some stitches as a near-by instacare facility. The game was close and I was tempted to go after the game. Luckily I left when I did as I got there around 8:45 and they close at 9:00 and I was lucky as there was only one patient ahead of me and by 9:15 I had three stitches, sore fingers, and a tetanus booster that I hadn't had at supper time.
I had to get the final score out of the newspaper this morning-a four point game. In all my years of playing sports, skiing, coaching, and refereeing, this was about the third or fourth time I had anything serious happened to me and I was just a spectator this time. I guess athletics can be dangerous but so can getting out of bed so I slept in this morning not wanting to take any more chances.