six-packed

eesh, this league is bad for my health. after spraining my ankle the first night we played and not playing the next week, i figured it might be safe to play tonight. my ankle was feeling okay, but not 100%, so i didn't really jump or move very quickly (poor sammy and dave had to pick up my slack). it was all good for the first few games, but then, the second to last game against this team that had one really good hitter (come to think of it, the second to last game was also when i sprained my ankle), i got majorly six-packed. i'm talking glasses-flying-and-bent-all-out-of-shape, eyes-tearing six-packed. all i can remember is seeing art and dave go up for the block, then seeing the ball suddenly appear above their hands...then darkness. hehe. art said afterwards that he thought i had gotten my hands up to block my face 'cuz he saw my hands up, but that was after i had already gotten hit...that's how fast the ball was and how slow my reflexes were. hehe, sigh...