But, I am ashamed to say, I didn’t do it nabbing a ground ball with eyes on some spectacular play.
No, I did it coughing.
You read that right. Coughing. I’d be loath to write about it were it not so ridiculously funny. I am limping around Savannah, Georgia because I pulled a muscle coughing. I mentioned in the previous post that I’d been sick and had a lingering cough. Well, that cough gave me a low-blow the other day and I’ve been in a moderate degree of pain ever since. Fortunately, most of our touring of Savannah will be by trolley.
Anyway, for anyone who needed a good laugh on a Sunday morning, I’m glad to oblige. And let me warn you, if you have a cough, be careful: they can be dangerous!