What's the worst sports related injury you've ever had?

The ruby guys at my college were like that too. They also burned shit all the time at their parties.

As much as they weirded me out, they were great allies to have. If you weren't in a frat you needed someone on your side, and the rugby guys were the only group that NOBODY wanted to F with.

Rugby guys walk to a different drum beat. You ever call them gay for running around naked with their buddies, they go do a girl and take pictures and staple them to your forehead with their fist.

Rugby guys walk to a different drum beat. You ever call them gay for running around naked with their buddies, they go do a girl and take pictures and staple them to your forehead with their fist.

LOL that sums them up perfectly

As much as they weirded me out, they were great allies to have. If you weren't in a frat you needed someone on your side, and the rugby guys were the only group that NOBODY wanted to F with.
You're completely right about that. I was in a fraternity but I still felt the need to keep things friendly with those guys.

i basically had the same injury Bo Jackson had, my hip bone basically separated in half. did it while playing basketball( non contact) and this has to be one of the most painful injuries ever. i pride myself on being a tough guy, but man, that was some intense pain

AMD - that's because when you were a freshman, you almost got eaten at the Phi Mu social...but there is just something special about those Rugby guys at Salisbury.

I've been very fortunate not to have suffered anything significant (i'm knocking on my wood desk right now)...

Suffered a deep shoulder bruise from blocking in flag football, severe ankle sprains, and line drives off the ankles and legs while pitching in slow pitch (some of those leave the prettiest bruises...I have to start taking pictures). That's pretty much it.

About five years ago I tore my Achilles tendon playing flag football. I was playing center and I turned to run in the opposite direction and it felt like someone shot me in the back of the leg. The doctor that re-attached it said I was lucky, he had just enough to re-sew it back together otherwise he would have to had shortened it and I would be walking with a limp the rest of my life.

But that wasn't the worst part of the injury; about a month after the surgery I had a sharp pain in my calf for a couple of days. Finally one night as I was eating dinner it felt like my heart stopped for a second and I couldn't catch my breath. I laid down for a while and it just got worse, so I told my wife to call an ambulance and she knew I wasn’t right because I never want to go to a doctor, let alone a hospital. The ambulance drivers had no idea what was wrong with me; they kept asking me if I ate something out of the ordinary.

When I got to the hospital I was in the emergency room laying in the bed and all of a sudden it felt like my head was spinning in two different directions at the same time. I blacked out and when I woke up there was a bunch of doctors and nurses standing around me telling me to wake up. I had a major pulmonary embolism, actually two, a little one at home and the major one in the ER. The lung doctor that saved my life by injecting me with what he describe as a large dose of TPT (a blood thinner) said that the size of that embolism was the largest he has ever seen in 20 years working in the ER. He also said that if the big one would have struck me at home I would have been dead by the time the ambulance got there. All of this for the sport I love.

But after all of this I look at this experience as a positive one. It opened my eyes and made me realize that I should be taking better care of my body. In the last five years I have totally changed the way I eat resulting in a 120 pound weight loss and I now go to the gym five days a week to exercise. I have two kids and a beautiful wife that I don’t want to abandon, like I almost did.

About five years ago I tore my Achilles tendon playing flag football. I was playing center and I turned to run in the opposite direction and it felt like someone shot me in the back of the leg. The doctor that re-attached it said I was lucky, he had just enough to re-sew it back together otherwise he would have to had shortened it and I would be walking with a limp the rest of my life.

But that wasn't the worst part of the injury; about a month after the surgery I had a sharp pain in my calf for a couple of days. Finally one night as I was eating dinner it felt like my heart stopped for a second and I couldn't catch my breath. I laid down for a while and it just got worse, so I told my wife to call an ambulance and she knew I wasn’t right because I never want to go to a doctor, let alone a hospital. The ambulance drivers had no idea what was wrong with me; they kept asking me if I ate something out of the ordinary.

When I got to the hospital I was in the emergency room laying in the bed and all of a sudden it felt like my head was spinning in two different directions at the same time. I blacked out and when I woke up there was a bunch of doctors and nurses standing around me telling me to wake up. I had a major pulmonary embolism, actually two, a little one at home and the major one in the ER. The lung doctor that saved my life by injecting me with what he describe as a large dose of TPT (a blood thinner) said that the size of that embolism was the largest he has ever seen in 20 years working in the ER. He also said that if the big one would have struck me at home I would have been dead by the time the ambulance got there. All of this for the sport I love.

But after all of this I look at this experience as a positive one. It opened my eyes and made me realize that I should be taking better care of my body. In the last five years I have totally changed the way I eat resulting in a 120 pound weight loss and I now go to the gym five days a week to exercise. I have two kids and a beautiful wife that I don’t want to abandon, like I almost did.

well thanks for that Dr. Downer....

that sucks...

Wow, nice job on the weight loss. It's the hardest thing to start, but once you lose it and you see yourself, it's like you never want to get like you were again.

But after all of this I look at this experience as a positive one. It opened my eyes and made me realize that I should be taking better care of my body. In the last five years I have totally changed the way I eat resulting in a 120 pound weight loss and I now go to the gym five days a week to exercise. I have two kids and a beautiful wife that I don’t want to abandon, like I almost did.

Good for you, man.

I had an aneurysm on a 5 mile hill run, walked home then (after being bitched at by my co-workers) I went to the ER ten days later. Dr. said "You could have died" and I said "But I didn't". I'm retarded enough to still think I'm going to live forever.

If you have family you have to put them first. I have a girlfriend and three cats, they can deal with it. Screw 'em.