Protect Yourself

Corporate softball is a contact sport. At least that is what I found out last night, when an errant hop while fielding a routine ground ball at 3rd base jumped up and hit me square in the right nad. I doubled over like a folding chair, with the wind knocked out of me faster than if Mir opened up a can of whoopass on me. At least one thing came out of it positively - damn straight I'm wearing the cup to every future game I play!

Today's Lesson To Learn: Protect the jewels, and be a happy man.