“We’ve got to weather the storm. No one’s going to feel sorry for us. Time to put my pom-poms on and be a cheerleader.”
I honestly didn’t think Andy Pettitte’s injury was that bad when it first happened because I didn’t see it. I saw him fall to the ground but I had no idea why he did. Then someone told me he was hit with the ball and even then I still didn’t think it was bad.
The idea of a fracture didn’t enter my mind so when I saw the first tweets surface that said “fracture” and “out for at least six weeks” I cursed very loudly.
Then I became sick to my stomach and covered my mouth with my hand fearing I’d throw up all over the nice people sitting in the row in front of me.
The rest of the game wasn’t very fun for me. I found it hard to cheer knowing what had happened to Pettitte. And I kept checking Twitter to see if maybe I was imagining things.