It looks like I have a new entry for the
Basketbawful Stupid Injury Hall of Shame: Sacramento's Francisco Garcia broke his arm lifting weights on what I have to assume is a physioball composed of purest evil and terror. Kind of like the
Sentry Sphere from
Phantasm and the torture ball from
Star Wars Episode IV: A New Hope. Maybe even kind of like the tomatoes from
Attack of the Killer Tomoatoes...but I might be stretching my analogies a little thin here.
According to Kings spokesman Darrin May, Garcia will spend eight weeks in a cast and is expected to miss at least four months of action. Or, in the Kings' case, lacktion.
And now, to cover for Garcia's facepalm, the Kings organization has removed all exercise balls from their weight room and Kings co-owner Joe Maloof "ordered an e-mail sent to the NBA's other 29 teams"
to warn about the deadly perils of physioballing.
Hat tip: chris,
Sactown Royalty,
Ball Don't Lie.
Labels: Francisco Garcia, great big balls of terror, physioball
Props to Sean May for total sarcasm: "Who would think you'd get hurt being in the weight room?" I'd have thought he was serious but he got one in on Monta Ellis in the same breath: "It'd be different if ... he was on a moped and got in a crash or something."
Gold.
http://www.nypost.com/p/sports/knicks/call_them_the_brick_erbockers_1WkVNobwugLTDn8d6xJREK
The quote being "Asked if he needs more touches in the offense, Gallinari said, 'My first thought is the team. I don't care how many balls I touch.'"
what kind of strength and conditioning programme do they have in Sacramento & Louisville