I lunged for a ball in raquetball when playing doubles. I went to my knees never hitting my arms or shoulders. Then, when pushing myself up, dislocated my shoulder.... Just walked off the court with my head down and didn't say a word
Your most embarrassing athletic failure...
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That reminds me of one of the two times I have ever played racquetball. Tried hitting a ball over my shoulder and hit myself in nose with racquet and got a huge gash from it. I haven't played since.
I was playing catcher during a softball game. The center fielder had a gun for an arm. He fired the ball home for a play at the plate. It was a one-hopper that actually picked up speed after it hit the ground, and it came to eat. Hit me square in the package. I actually thought for an instant that it tore them right off. The audience, including my wife, gasped. This older black gentleman was the ump. He says to me, "Its alright son; you can go ahead and grab 'em."
The next season, the same guy fired it home again, and the one-hopper didn't come up -- caught me on the shin. I had a raised goose-egg before I got back to the dugout.
The next season, the same guy fired it home again, and the one-hopper didn't come up -- caught me on the shin. I had a raised goose-egg before I got back to the dugout.
13 years old, big 4th of July Baseball Tournament. I'm the catcher, and the batter pops one foul between third and home. The 3rd baseman, pitcher, and myself all go after it. Pitcher and 3rd collide as they attempt to catch the ball and the ball pops out of the 3rd baseman's mitt. I lay out and make a diving catch to end the inning. Crowd cheering, I jog back to pick up my mask, and flip the ball back to the mound. Wind up flipping the ball right into my eye and I hit the ground. Had to sit the rest of the game as my eye swelled shut.
I played with a left handed center fielder who had a strange throwing motion. The kid threw hard as heck, but the way he threw it always made it curve. He was subbing in for the regular player during warm-ups and I caught a curve ball from center right in the walnuts (no bounce, came in right at that level where you have to flip your glove or not, but curved)... I damn near vomited right there on 2nd base. My gf was visiting from out of town for that game and witnessed the incident. Needless to say, she had a disappointing visit.
Senior year football -- I was left DE, we were playing New Prague and their 250 lb running back (which is HUGE for high school). This was a year where they were really focusing on neck injuries in high school (1989).
Anyway, I go in for a tackle in the 1st quarter and dropped my head (bad form) and his knee struck the top of my helmet and jammed my neck. I was stunned and dropped to the ground. I was just trying to get my wits about me when I heard someone yelling "HE'S OUT!" and the friggin paramedics are there.
The game was halted and everyone's all milling around and I'm trying to explain that I'm ok, just got stunned, but the paramedics weren't taking any chances. I got strapped to a board, carted off, and taken away by ambulance even though I'm moving my arms, legs, and telling them I'm ok.
Hospital diagnosed a neck strain, no concussion. I was kept out of practice for 2 weeks and missed 3 more games. All because of bad early season form. Messed up my whole senior season because the coach got gunshy.
Anyway, I go in for a tackle in the 1st quarter and dropped my head (bad form) and his knee struck the top of my helmet and jammed my neck. I was stunned and dropped to the ground. I was just trying to get my wits about me when I heard someone yelling "HE'S OUT!" and the friggin paramedics are there.
The game was halted and everyone's all milling around and I'm trying to explain that I'm ok, just got stunned, but the paramedics weren't taking any chances. I got strapped to a board, carted off, and taken away by ambulance even though I'm moving my arms, legs, and telling them I'm ok.
Hospital diagnosed a neck strain, no concussion. I was kept out of practice for 2 weeks and missed 3 more games. All because of bad early season form. Messed up my whole senior season because the coach got gunshy.
Funny... I think I played twice as well across from state gym. Borrowed a racquet the first time and had a good time so I went and bought all the gear. 2nd time out I thought I better wear my left knee brace for my old ACL injury in JH. I'm playing for the second time, killing my boss (who played regularly) when I ran up on a short hop and just collapsed... Tore the ACL in my right knee instantly. I knew exactly what it was and went to the doctor the next day to schedule the surgery. I was not a happy camper. Haven't played since...
I did this exact same thing to my younger brother who was our bat-boy...he got to ride off in style with the flashing lights in his final bat-boy appearance :biglaugh:
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I believe it was the last football game of the season, and it seems like it was at Norwalk. We were 1-7 at that point, and had been 50-pointed three or four times already. The field was all wet and muddy before we even got there. So, they had some plywood on the field from the locker rooms to the benches, since it was so wet.
Well, I was near the front of the pack as we sprinted onto the field before the game. I wasn't paying close enough attention, but just as I was approaching one of the last pieces of plywood, I hadn't noticed that the last person in front of me was just hitting the front of that board. Causing the back of the board to slightly raise. Well, I caught my foot on it, causing a domino effect for about the next 30 guys behind me. We all went slipping and sliding into the mud and were all filthy before the game even started. That was a pretty fitting end to that season...
Well, I was near the front of the pack as we sprinted onto the field before the game. I wasn't paying close enough attention, but just as I was approaching one of the last pieces of plywood, I hadn't noticed that the last person in front of me was just hitting the front of that board. Causing the back of the board to slightly raise. Well, I caught my foot on it, causing a domino effect for about the next 30 guys behind me. We all went slipping and sliding into the mud and were all filthy before the game even started. That was a pretty fitting end to that season...
my sophomore year of football, our coaches sent me into kickoff in the varsity game. We were ahead like 47-14... so it was no big deal.
But they didn't give any of us a heads up (yea i know i shouldn't have needed one) but since I was a square-toe kicker, I needed to put on my square toe shoe. Well, I didn't have time. So i just went out there and kicked it.
It was the worst kickoff in history. Every member of my team would agree. It went 10 yards before hitting their big *** linemen. Luckily- it bounced right back to me and I recovered it! Our whole team.. mostly the older guys, were going nuts. They all thought it was hilarious. I got lots of slaps on the back from them, but not from our coach. He was ******.
And later in the locker room, an assistant coach of ours came and told me, "Nice going. Our whole coaching staff about got into a fight with the other coaches." He said the other team thought we were trying to run up the score. Yet we took a knee twice and ended the game.
But they didn't give any of us a heads up (yea i know i shouldn't have needed one) but since I was a square-toe kicker, I needed to put on my square toe shoe. Well, I didn't have time. So i just went out there and kicked it.
It was the worst kickoff in history. Every member of my team would agree. It went 10 yards before hitting their big *** linemen. Luckily- it bounced right back to me and I recovered it! Our whole team.. mostly the older guys, were going nuts. They all thought it was hilarious. I got lots of slaps on the back from them, but not from our coach. He was ******.
And later in the locker room, an assistant coach of ours came and told me, "Nice going. Our whole coaching staff about got into a fight with the other coaches." He said the other team thought we were trying to run up the score. Yet we took a knee twice and ended the game.
a teammate of mine **** his pants during warm ups of a football game. He tried to keep it a secret, but one of our coaches humiliated him.
I swear it was a teammate! LOL :biglaugh::biglaugh::biglaugh::biglaugh:
I swear it was a teammate! LOL :biglaugh::biglaugh::biglaugh::biglaugh:
I played tennis in spring and summer all through middle school and high school. Because I am left handed, If I slice my serve, no one can touch it, and I mean no one, not even the guys from my team who won the state doubles title 2 of their 4 years. Because of this, the old tennis pro who helped with summer league, Coach Bogs, made me serve 2 whole baskets of balls everyday, every summer that I can remember. One day I just got into a zone and was serving without even thinking about what I needed to do. I hit the ball but didn't really pay attention to how I was bringing the racket down after the serve. Because of this, I ended up bringing it a little too close to my...crotchular region and ended up hitting the tip. As a result of this, I spent about the next half hour sitting on the ground on the side of the court, trying not to show any sign of the pain that I was in. And painful it was, more so than when I fractured my leg as a little kid playing on the playground in fact. After that, I spent just a little bit more time thinking and paying attention to where the racket was for the entire serve.
no, i was a Sr, and he was a So. The soph game was right before ours, the kid told our coach and our coach told the whole team what happened.
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A few years ago in a rec softball league I rounded 3B and was heading home and lost my footing and fell head first about 5 feet away from home plate. I litterally did an army-crawl to touch home plate. I still get crap about that to this date. At least I can laugh at myself because I'm sure I would have been laughing along with the rest of the guys if it were someone else.
junior year of basketball. i was an ok player, 1st or second guy off the bench. well, we were pretty good, so the coach pulls all the starters. i get a fast break opportunity (i was a 4 man with average ball handling skills) only to trip and fall on the half court line. the ball shoots off of my knee and rockets all the way to the other end of the court and out of bounds. the starters were my very good friends. i tripped right in front of the bench for them to all see and laugh at me. i hated basketball
