Trick Knees and Broken Butt Cheeks

Yup, you read it right. I got a trick knee, and I have a broken butt cheek. I'd post a photo but I'm at work right now so just use your imagination. It all started about six years ago when I fell off my skateboard at Edgewood Park in New Haven, CT and put a minor 6% tear in my MCL. I hobbled around for a few days went to the doctor and they said with only a 6% tear going in to fix it really didn't seem like a smart idea. A professional opinion and me being a broke ass college kid I decided the doc was right.
This is the same knee that I have two screws in that secure the titanium alloy rod that is in my leg, fusing my femur back together from my car accident. I haven't ever really had any soreness in my knee from it though some days (mostly the colder ones) it would get a bit sore but nothing crazy. Well yesterday I ate shit skateboarding and I'm afraid I've awakened the beast. Here is a shot of where I ate shit at Edgewood so long ago



It all started out like any other normal night, skateboarding in the parking lot working on tricks I used to be able to do in my sleep. This time however my buddy Cook decided he'd join me. Now this is momentous occasion because you see this elusive recluse just got himself a girlfriend, and is wallowing in the joys of having a woman for the first time in too many years to count. Here is a photo of the dipshit




Everyday at work since it got warm I'd ask him to go skate, only to be rebutted with a "Sorry girlfriend is coming over". I really can't be that mad, I'm actually happy for him. Well yesterday he decided he could spare a quick 30-45 minutes after work to come skate with me. It started off great just screwing around and then I got the idea that I wanted to try to manual about 50 feet of curb. I've tried this over and over again, only to either fail within the first ten feet or fail within the last ten feet. Well yesterday I decided I was going to stick it. Got some extra speed and what do you know I'm about a foot away from the curb and I am thinking in my head, I GOT THIS! That's when I hit the tiniest crack lose my balance and then you go through what every skateboarder goes through in his head every time they try a trick:

1. bail now and try again
2. stick with it and stick it

I decided to stick with it and try to power my way out of the last foot of curb. Wrong choice. As I try to power myself off the curb my front foot stuck on my board, my back leg decided it had enough of this shit and was going to bail. Results, me landing directly on my ass cheek (all two hundred and ten pounds of me), notably the left one, and that bastard back foot bending the wrong way at the knee toward the ground behind me. I felt something crunch/pop in my knee which was the same feeling that day at Edgewood. Agonizing pain to the point where I had to cut our session short and hobble into my house next door. I iced it, took some pain meds, drank a beer and cursed at myself for getting injured not even a week into the skate season. Fucking weak.

It also stings because i just picked up a new board and some chunky new wheels, cleaned out my bearings so they are riding super smooth, and have been having an awesome time skating the Essex park all weekend. I bet you can guess by now where I got my deck from, but if you can't you should head over to Maven, huge selection of everything you need to keep your skate going strong.



Speaking of which, they just confirmed via their facebook page that the Cheech and Chong dunk will be in stores on Friday. I cannot wait to pick these up, almost a month after the original slated release they are finally hitting the stores. I already let them know that I will be there ten minutes after they call me to grab a pair. Here are some pictures of them beat up with the green suede underneath the toe cap, pretty sick.





Clearly the guy who did the work on those does not skateboard, but thats an idea of what they look like underneath. Pretty sick!

Anxiously awaiting my Friday call/email on these!

I just saved this and hobbled home, and as I was limping my way home I got a beep, probably one of those "look at that jackass limping down the sidewalk" beeps. Only to have my girlfriend walk into the apartment two minutes after me and say, hey I saw you hobbling home like an idiot (insert terrible impression here) and laughed at me. Here I am sitting in my chair miserable I'm missing the amazing skate weather, watching "Deadliest Catch". To me this would be a show about catching sharks or tigers with your barehands. Instead it's a show about a bunch of dipshits catching crabs. Yes crabs.