Well, there’s so much going on that I can’t tell the tales in one blog, so here goes a string of them. I’ll start at the beginning. Jimbo tried to out-rebound someone he shouldn’t last Sunday. Instead of ending up with the ball, he ended up with a spiral fracture of the ring finger of his right (shooting) hand. Jimbo’s days as a baller may very well be over.
I’m spending the week with my hand in a splint and I get a cast Friday.
Jimbo has managed to live more years than either his maternal or paternal grandfathers and I attribute that primarily to running up and down the court on Sundays. I’ll try to make what’s left of my life count for something, brief as it may be.
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