Friday, November 12, 2004

Curt's ankle

Curt Schilling's ankle

55 stitches. Doesn’t look that bad? Are you not smuggling a golfball in the skin around your ankle? And then pitching in the World Series? Like a boyhood dream? Arm of rocket fuel, leg of balsa wood. Sock of Red.

 

Fresh thread in flesh, you take the dirt and palm leather to leather, toe a rubber, look three men in the eye and evade a swinging tree. Times that by 100 and then you scoot by scot free.

 

That’s wicked cool. What would you be doin if comparably incapacitated? I was shootin pooty snot out of my lungs and I was all stay in bed. That’s weak. Me not weak. Ankle bone connected to the brain bone, ankle bone connected to the brain bone…..Curt’s ankle is my new brain.

 

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

eww.  that just looks so painful.  

I hope you are snot free and well real soon PK.

~JerseyGirl

Anonymous said...

OK..before I get back to what I was doing there are a few things we need to discuss. #1 please don't ever use the term "Pooty snot" again....ever...please. (Why do I have this feeling that I will read it & hear it all of the time now? lol) #2 I think it's so cool that your still psyched about the Red Sox : ) : ) : )! #3 I know your zit can't possibly be that big.

I'm grabbing what's left of the Red Stripe. ; ) ~Ann

Anonymous said...

Red Stripe? You are sick, mister. Make it Red Bull! LOL Or at least that new 7-Up with the vitamins in it. ;-)