Greg, the one who had us over for dinner last Sunday, showed up at church with his arm in a cast. He dove at someone in a Thanksgiving game of touch football, and fractured one of his wrist bones into pieces. He'll probably need surgery.
That sucks for Greg, but part of me is glad that I'm not the only one who can manage to injure himself in a sport where you wouldn't think such a thing possible.
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