Take a knee
The moment of truth came and went without me even realizing it. To this day, I cannot tell you how I hurt myself. I only know the tally of the damage: my right knee was shredded, with torn meniscus and an ACL snapped like a frayed rope. I still remember the look on horror and concern on my doubles partner Sherylle's face as we tried to see if I could get up and walk, much less continue playing.
Let's go back to the start of this adventure, 20 months ago, ...
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