I just came down wrong on my knee going for a ball, and it is just one of those fluke accidents. I had to have surgery a few days before my 21st birthday.

She just came in and did her job, and she was great. She definitely still has to get used to the speed of the game though.

I am like a mentor/coach right now, and I will be traveling with the team. I will help the younger middle blockers out which is my position, and I will help other players, because I can see the game. I will probably take a medical red-shirt this year and come back next year to play.

It's a strange truth that no matter how persuaded we might be of our own correctness, the discomfiting realization that others disagree with us causes a paralyzing inability to argue the case convincingly.

It's a knee, for one. I'm a running back, two. You have to be smart, three.

There's some heinous fuckery goin' on mon.