The not so glorious injury...

In the second match, we were up against Imran. We had thought it would be a fairly easy match but we were clearly mistaken. In the first half, we only scored one try and failed to convert. The second half was more melodramatic when our beloved center(me) got injured.
It really was a silly injury. Someone kicked the ball, and I chased after it. Somehow, My ankle got twisted and I sprained my ankle. I fell. I got up as fast as possible, hoping nobody saw that embarrasing moment and limped away. I really couldn't walk much. I was substituted out, much to my dismay and sat at the outlines icing my sprained ankle. I wanted to play.
Even as I sat at the outlines, I was really in pain. The sprained ankle didn't really hurt much but my shattered pride hurt me the most. It would have been so much more glorious if I had been tackled by 3 men at the same time and got injured. But I sprained my ankle on my own account, sprained my ankle and fell to the ground even when noone was tackling me. I felt really stupid, I still do.
The match carried on without me. The rest of the game saw many high tackles been made. Many of my teammates got injured and most people complained that Imran was not showing good sportsmanship. But of all the injuries that have happened, my injury was the most severe and all my ego was reduced to dust and ashes.
In the end, we won the match by 2 tries to none. Certainly it felt good to win. But it would have felt even better if I were playing. So far we have had a clean sheet and we intend to keep it in the finals against Naquiyuddin.