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Best/Worst Injury Ever...

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almost 11 years ago

LeighboNZ wrote:

LeighboNZ wrote:

hlmphil wrote:

Quality material coming out here now. Thread is delivering.

Also refreshing to see that genital related injuries have dropped to just 50% of stories away from the initial 80%. 

Distinct lack of actual football or drinking injuries though...

I did do a nasty football injury a couple of years ago but it's an uninteresting story really - went to turn, foot caught in the pitch, kneecap dislocated, large chunks of bone and cartilage got broken off the back of the kneecap and bottom of the femur, much pain (I remember it as hurting way worse than cutting my arm to the bone, possibly because it was less traumatic), knee op, much rehab, still recovering but am at least finally playing football again. Definitely lacks the blood and gore of my first story or the sexiness of my second one.

I was 4 mins into a game 2 years ago (a freezing cold 8:30pm game at Wakefield), holding ball in hand I punted the ball and bit a bit of extra sauce on it. Turned out the ball was a bit lighter than I'd expected and hyper-extended and then tore my hip flexor. So minor in relation to other injuries but excruciating and topped off with a girly high pitched squeal as I went over like a sack of spuds.

Mine was at Wakefield about two years ago too!

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almost 11 years ago

LeighboNZ wrote:

LeighboNZ wrote:

hlmphil wrote:

Quality material coming out here now. Thread is delivering.

Also refreshing to see that genital related injuries have dropped to just 50% of stories away from the initial 80%. 

Distinct lack of actual football or drinking injuries though...

I did do a nasty football injury a couple of years ago but it's an uninteresting story really - went to turn, foot caught in the pitch, kneecap dislocated, large chunks of bone and cartilage got broken off the back of the kneecap and bottom of the femur, much pain (I remember it as hurting way worse than cutting my arm to the bone, possibly because it was less traumatic), knee op, much rehab, still recovering but am at least finally playing football again. Definitely lacks the blood and gore of my first story or the sexiness of my second one.

I was 4 mins into a game 2 years ago (a freezing cold 8:30pm game at Wakefield), holding ball in hand I punted the ball and bit a bit of extra sauce on it. Turned out the ball was a bit lighter than I'd expected and hyper-extended and then tore my hip flexor. So minor in relation to other injuries but excruciating and topped off with a girly high pitched squeal as I went over like a sack of spuds.

Mine was at Wakefield about two years ago too!

I reckon those artificial pitches end up with more injuries, especially impact injuries as the games are so quick. Ran into my defenders shoulder and got knocked out a season or so ago (see, my memory is shot) after the striker game him a push as he shielded the ball so I could dive on it. Pace of the games and the extra bounce does something weird...also seen a few groin tears since they have been around. might be coindicence. 

"...sure beats doin' stuff."

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almost 11 years ago

Hard News wrote:

MSP are playing a Premier Club Rugby game on the St. Pats town one on Saturday.

Fudge that.

Saw a game a few years ago on it up at Te Whae. Ories vs MSP maybe?

Scores were ridiculous, i think it was 47 - 38 or something like that.

"...sure beats doin' stuff."

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almost 11 years ago

When I was 3 years old, I went to Wales with my family. As good kiwi kids did (and possibly still do) we all ran around in bare feet, which greatly upset my grandmother - not wearing shoes was a sign of poverty, and although no one had any money in this tiny village in North Wales, no one wanted to be associated with that. About 6 months after we came back to NZ, the family all went to watch my older brother play football. I am not sure where it was (we were living in Plimmerton, so probably somewhere in that vicinity) but the car park was at the top of a grass bank that I went hurtling down as soon as the car stopped.  Problem was that there was a broken coke bottle about halfway down the bank, that I managed to stand on. It went straight through the middle toe on the right foot, that ended up hanging off by a tiny thread of skin, and caused a massive amount of blood to be spilt. I ended up in hospital for 8 days. 

The thing that pisses me off the most was that I was scared the whole time I was in hospital but I fell for the same trick every night - when my parents went to leave I would get upset and start crying. Fudge you, I was 4 years old. As I would start to get upset, my parents would tell me that they weren't leaving, they were just going to get an ice cream for me. About half an hour after they had gone, I would realise that they weren't coming back with ice cream for me, and I was on my own for the night. Then I would have a massive meltdown that the nurses would have to deal with (well played parents, you clever bastards).

Upshot is/was that I have 9 normal toes and a mangled mess in the middle of my right foot - I believe that is the main reason that I can only use my left peg on a football pitch. Also, my dad had to ring my grandmother in north Wales and explain to her that her youngest grandson had just lost a toe after he was running around with no shoes on.

TL;DR - I've only got 9 toes, bitches.

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almost 11 years ago

I thought I'd share my latest one, more funny than horrid.

I have a "Phoenix Yellow" bruise on my chest, about the size of a NZ 50c piece. Hurts like hell if it gets bumped, but in general is just annoying rather than painful. 

How it happened: I was moving an airer full of washing from the hallway into the dining room, went through the doorway and realised halfway through that I was stuck and the only way to squeeze through was to push my body harder against the a-frame, this meant having one of the metal bars push into my chest. So I bit the bullet and pushed through, bruising my rib in the process and leaving a very nice bruise. At least it is in team colours.

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