Chapter 144: Mean Left Hook
TYLER
"Cracked you good," the team doctor says. "What'd you do to piss off ole Georgie?"
I shrug, not willing to admit I slept with "ole Georgie's" virgin baby sister. I look at my watch, grimacing because I've now missed the team meeting. "Is it broken?"
"Yes, sir," he says. "Ice it twenty minutes on, twenty minutes off. Take some Ibuprofen. Doesn't look like it needs to be realigned."
"Well, that's some good news." I sound more sarcastic than I mean to be.
"It is," he says. "Means you won't have Coach Brown on your ass for missing more ice time. Any pain elsewhere? See stars when it happened?"
"No. I mean, it hurt like a bitch but Kolochev isn't that strong. I guess it snapped my head back a bit. Some neck and shoulder pain, but nothing I can't manage."
"Welp. Go see PT just to be safe. Have them give you an ice pack."