Joel Pryzbilla shows us all the meaning of sacrifice
So many folks are talking about this today it warrants its own post almost by sheer power of aggregation.
Joel Pryzbilla, terminally mediocre Blazers forward, has a truly breathtaking story about the Pryzbilla family jewels. And I say breathtaking because when I read a portion of it, I felt nauseous and short of breath:
Joel Przybilla continues to recover from his injury, and should also be back for the road trip. It’s been a long, painful week for Joel. I’m not going to get into the injury again, but the swelling is going down, and he’s at least able to move around the house a bit now. He’s told me on several occasions, this was the worst pain he’s ever gone through, and was a very scary thing. Good thing he’s got Tiger Woods 07 on the X Box 360.
Oh, and in case you’re still wondering what area of the body Joel is having “soreness” in, let Barrett paint a fuller picture (from an earlier post):
He took a knee to the groin in the Golden State game, and even though the impact was actually slightly above the very sensative (sic) area (I’m trying to paint a picture here), he’s had a tremendous amount of swelling, and as I said, lots of pain.
Paint a picture you did, Mr. Barrett. In fact, given the nature of the injury, I’d say anything more explicit than that would require a parental advisory and a morphine IV. Seriously - I’m struggling here.
That said, there’s a deeper question at work here, one worthy of lofty examination: would you take a excruciatingly painful shot to the testicles - or girls, to whichever body part would hurt most - in exchange for the license to skip work, stay home all day and play video games? Would week-long testicle pain be counterbalanced by the sheer pleasure of, say, Gears of War (which, by the way, had my roommate and I looking a lot like the South Park kids in the World of Warcraft episode yesterday)?
I say yes. I’m comfortable with sacrifice.
