Thursday night, the 66th MI brigade played a double-header. It was cold–about 42 degrees– and windy. In game one, we played the 24th MI Battalion, a team that had barely defeated us in our opening game. After going down 8-o, we bounced back and won the game 19-8. I had two interceptions and one touchdown catch. My body was still stiff and sore from Tuesday’s game, and my right knee was quite swollen. On one play I made a diving catch, and was hit by the defensive player way before I caught the ball. The referee threw a flag. Unfortunately, on the play I fractured my right pinkie finger. I knew something was wrong with it immediately, but continued to play.
The second game didn’t go quite so well. We had a one game wait before we played and most of us were tired and stiff when it came to kick-off time. We ended up losing 18-0. The opposing quarterback only completed one pass, but he did well running and I could tell that fatigue prohibited us from dealing with his quickness. By that time my right knee was almost immobilized from the swelling.
My finger is swollen and purple, but I plan on taping it to my ring finger and playing anyway. After the game I gulped down two aspirin with a beer and lay down for sleep. I could feel the inflammation pulsing through my whole body. Today’s a little better, though. It’s been a vicious cycle of physical pain and stress, recovering from the flu, which in turn prohibits good sleep, which inhibits recovery.
Guess I’ll soldier on.