Know Your Enemy: Conor Boylan
This should be a familiar photo to all of you who have played with me in the last few years:
I almost always like to accessorize with a cast, or ankle brace, or hamstring wrap. Unfortunately, I’m so injury-prone that my fragility has started to rub off on other people. Just look at this photo below. I injured Stefan’s shoulder just by standing next to the guy! My injury-proneness is more contagious than the clap swine flu.
I know it’s hard for many of you to comprehend how I could get injured so frequently, since I usually just show up a practice unable to play and no one knows what happened. Well here’s a look into the moments right before my injuries.
This is right before I got a wicked ear infection:
This is how I got that concussion that kept me out for 3 weeks:
This is how I got that broken arm you saw above:
You can’t see it, but getting this spray tattoo on the small of my back actually injured my soul permanently:
And this last picture is how I found out, the hard way, about the dangers of daggering:
