Not So Happy Birthday

It was my birthday on Saturday and I ended up spending most of it in hospital. I was playing football on Thursday lunchtime with my old work collegues and as usual I was playing in goals. Anyway, I attempted to save a shot from Mick and the ball caught my little finger and broke it.
I didn't even stop the goal.

I went to A&E that afternoon where it was strapped up and I was told to go back at 8am Friday morning. When I went back the surgeon was all excited as it was a bad break with the bone going through the joint and she was going to be able to do some cool shit to my finger.

It transpired that it would involve putting my under general anaesthetic, cutting my finger open and inserting two wires to wire the bones back up. Nice.

So, I spent Friday night in the hospital rather than in the pub and then most of Saturday.

It also means I will miss Sunday's Nuts tournament up at the Powerleague that we had entered a team for.



Think it may be time to hang up the goalie gloves...