Looks like any dreams I might have had of walking on to the Dodgers roster for spring training are officially dashed. I did this on my bicycle yesterday:
Well technically off the bike. Well technically on the street, hard. Ouch.
The hospital called me — I’ve got a type 3 separated shoulder, and I also have a couple of broken ribs. Seeing my main doc in next day or so.
Robert, here's hoping the lawyers won't be called in and you and your shoulder get back together.