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The Saugatuck Football Team had a dream season - the post-season was nearly as long as the regular season. The team had their fair share of injuries(if injuries to high school boys can be called fair?). But thankfully none to Matthew - who played in some injury-prone positions including center, tackle (or was it guard?) linebacker and other line positions where they are front and center to the other team's line and in constant danger of getting splayed.

But no - Matthew did not sustain any injuries in football season. No, he waited until off-season baseball practice in the gym to sustain an injury worthy of a visit to the ER. And it wasn't caused by some bruiser lineman or even another player or bat - it's cause was a baseball to the face. As John said when he came into the ER, "Next time use your mitt!" One CT scan, four stitches, two vicodin and a shot or two of lidocaine and we were on our way.

And then just a couple days ago, Matthew shared with me the stat that more athletes are injured playing baseball than football! My initial thought was that I've been worrying about the wrong sport!! Next time he goes out onto the football field this football mom can relax and put her worries away. But it sure brings a different perspective to this baseball mom - heck I can no longer sit and chat with my friends while 'watching' a game. Now, I have to watch and worry!!!

I am seriously thinking of getting Matthew one of those Hannibal Lector masks to protect his handsome face during this dangerous baseball season. Wonder if he'd wear it?

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