Rounders tournament in Hyde Park
I spent yesterday afternoon playing rounders in Hyde Park. A friend had organised a tournament, the turnout was staggering and our team ended up second of four.
It was a gay tournament, and unsurprisingly I was able to share with many others my memories of always being picked last in sports at school. And reassuringly, I found out I was not the campest runner.
I did not get to play much, as I was out straight away every time. But that's not too bad considering that only a couple of weeks ago I had no idea there even was such a thing as rounders.
What was somewhat scary was that while I was going to first base during the last match my feet froze mid-run. I put my hands forward as I fell and landed on my middle finger, which I can now not bend nor stretch completely.
The feet-freezing thing was weird. It felt as if they were tied together, they just stopped moving all of a sudden. Maybe a member of the opposite team was grabbing my ankles (I guess that's not allowed though).
I am sure my hand is fine (some sort of ligament sprain surely). However, I so would like to show the world my middle finger today (a Monday morning thing) and, well, I am unable to.
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