Footy injuries. Hammies, ACLs, knees, corkies and soft
tissue.
I think the one I have is what club medicos, deliberately vague, call General Soreness. It sounds like a failed military man
from the Crimean War but it feels like a whole body and soul ache, a sign that
something is WRONG.
The Hawks are vanquished, workplace morale has taken a dive,
my home town has become a dangerous place and Summer refuses to arrive.
