I blame it on the dirty Duignan Eamonn. He had to tell me that the little hipper on Air Supply was as a piece of crap thereby making me have to show him that it wasn’t; this would then show him that he was the piece of crap (I failed logic in Philososphy 101).
I’ve hit the hip many times and it is a piece of crap built by Eamonn’s old roommate Jeff. The lip has deteriorated so the rocks are exposed on either side of it. I went into it fast so I would keep enough speed to make the first gap which is 17 feet. The rock on the lip nailed my bashguard and threw me over the bars onto my head and then my hands and back. I got up dizzy, winded, bloody knuckled and aching in the ribs. My Demo 8 was untouched.
I did the roll of pain down the Fromme fireroad to my house near its bottom, went to the clinic and got the great news. A broken 5th metacarpal in my left hand and 2 broken ribs on my left side. Once again I have proven my slogan – sports are bad for you. I’ve got 6 weeks to rehab and decide whether I want to deal with injuries anymore…maybe I’ll play on line Texas hold ‘em.