This may take me a while, forgive me, but I have an extremely bad headache.
Besides, I probably will not remember it in five minutes anyway.
It is currently one of the hottest topics in sports right now (besides lock-outs, doping and baseball in the rain) and I now know firsthand why concussions are such a prominent issue.
I do not recall ever having a concussion before and if I did I do not remember any significant repercussions. Although I guess if I had a concussion I wouldn’t remember it anyway right?
However, last week I was hit square in the forehead by a slapshot from former Calgary Hitmen and now Dinton Stubblejumper Riley Merkley. It dropped me like a stone.
I remember making the save and I remember looking at the ceiling of the Blackie Tindome, but that is about it.
Interestingly, at the time it did not really hurt, there was just a loud buzzing in my noggin’. (There are those darn wasps again — they were flying around my head instead of tweeting bluebirds).
Like any rural boy would I picked myself up and finished the game.
I should have realized the damage was far greater than I thought when I left the dressing room without my beloved postgame beer. At least I do not remember having a beer. Does anyone know if I had a beer?
Then the following evening at the Service Excellence awards I was asked what was on the front of the paper that week — no matter how hard I tried I couldn’t remember. I probably looked like I was constipated as I struggled to focus to find an answer in my foggy skull.
To top it off I introduced Mayor Bill Robertson as Bill McAlpine. Again Mr. Mayor please accept my apology for my embarrassing faux pas. By the way, what was your name again?
I know concussions are not something to make light of and to be honest I still have a headache, but. . .
What were we talking about again?
