I'm a girl, but I think this story fits...
I used to play in a co-ed softball league in college. One game our regular
second baseman said he couldn't play infield because he forgot his cup. I
made some snide comment about guys being too delicate to play and told him
I'd step up and take his place. Karma was apparently listening as I made
fun of this particular male weakness.
In the second or third inning, a guy hit a hard grounder right to me. I got
my glove down in plenty of time, but the ball took a weird hop and drilled
me right in the crotch. The pain was incredible. I fell to the ground and
curled up in the typical fetal position, hand stuffed between my legs. I
finally had to be carried off the field and spent the rest of the game on
the bench with an ice bag on my crotch. I was sore for days and had the
pleasure of teammates asking me how my "balls" were doing.
Ever since, I have a lot more sympathy for guys when they get racked. And
to all the girls out there who think a blow the crotch won't drop you to
your knees, think again...
KCM
Philly
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Hey Todd,
I don't have any nut shot stories of my own,
'cause I'm a girl, but my brother-in-law (BIL) has a doozy and I doubt
he visits this site. My husband loves to tell this story.
My husbands family owned a small grocery story
when they were growing up. It had a low false ceiling and they
stored stuff in the rafters above the false ceiling. Hubby and BIL
were send up there one summer when they were in high school, to
bring down this really heavy air conditioner. They were walking
back to the hatch on the tiny path of a 1" x10" that was laid across
the beams when BIL miss-stepped. He slid off the 1"x10". His feet
and legs burst through the false ceiling and he ended up straddling
the 2"x6" beam. Hubby says that BIL sat there for a second and then
his eyes rolled back into his head and slid off sideways through the
ceiling.
This is the part where it gets crazy. BIL
falls through and my father-in-law ACTUALLY CAUGHT HIM midair before
he was about to fall on a really nasty display shelf. Hubby is now
holding this REALLY heavy AC unit by himself, trying not to fall
through the ceiling and joint them in one giant splatter.
Fortunately he recovered his balance and got to the hatch. If he'd
lost it, the AC (and possibly himself) would have fallen on BIL and
their dad.
I can just see the news headline - FAMILY OF 3
WHIPED OUT IN FREAK NUT SHOT ACCIDENT
Cheers!