11/18/2008 7:30 PM
In retrospect maybe I jinxed myself, just before I started my game I joked that I had already peeked! It was Tuesday night and I signed my name on the challenge sheet, there were a few players and I had arrived just as a game was starting, so I realized that I had sometime to warm up. As I watched the game unfold, I streched for at least 10 minutes. I was actually stretching so much that one of the other guys made a comment that I looked like I was going to war.
Since the game was closely contested I found an empty court and started to hit some balls and get a sweat built up. In hind sight you would have thought this was enough! When it was my turn to play I went to the service line served and easily returnable ball that passed me and I turned to get it and then POP!!!!
I hadn’t even played a point and I am laying on the ground, grabbing the back of my foot and there it was a gap where my tendon used to be.
Four hours latter, 2 Thompson tests, a splinted foot and a pair of chrome crutches; I hobbled out of the emergency room with my life after ATR about to begin.
That night I drove home with my left foot, which gave me brief glimpse of how life was going to be post ATR.