I tore my MCL up in Seattle two weeks ago. It wasn't till this afternoon that I did the math - I get one month of rugby this year. I broke my arm in late march, got cleared for contact September 1st, and fucked up my knee September 27th.
Two weeks in, and I have been too busy smiling and saying "no, really, I'm fine, I'm just so happy I don't
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