In seventh grade we were dicking around in the schoolyard and playing soccer. Except we didn’t have a ball so we were using a crumbled-up ball of paper. The bell rang and we had to get one more kick in. I went for the ball of paper. So did a girl. I hit the paper. She smashed my shin. Literally. I flipped over and fell down. Cracked my shin, broke my leg. She ran away to class and I hobbled in numbing pain to the nurse and into a cast for weeks. Like to think she grew up to sing in a punk band.
–mike (www.floridasdying.com)