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Knock down, drag out About 15 years ago, when I was in high school, my church joined a youth basketball league. I was not very good at basketball, probably because I was scared of the ball. But my brother and his girlfriend were on the team and were our only hope. We still didn’t win, but we scored. One night, in one of our final games, we actually had a chance of winning (with no help from me). The other team tried to score but the ball bounced off the backboard. My brother and his girlfriend both jumped for the rebound, and on the way down my brother elbowed her in the head and knocked her out. They paused the game while they revived her, then took her to the hospital. We decided to play on despite the loss of one of our best players. As soon as we resumed, my brother dislocated his toe. He was unable to walk, and they couldn’t relocate his toe on the courtside. As they carried my brother away to the hospital, the other team felt sorry for us and called the game. Two days after a good report on the concussion and relocation of my brother’s toe, we celebrated at Pizza Hut. We’d hoped to celebrate a win, but instead we celebrated surviving our basketball game. Tabitha Ashley, Saluda, Rutherford EMC |
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