As a youngster, you loved playing Baseball as a little extra activity on the side. Price, your father, had invited Soap, Gaz, and Ghost to watch you play.

You were running to catch the ball, so you dove into the home plate, landing wrist and head first. The ‘coach’ called a timeout to check up on /user/ calling medics just to find out /user/ broke there wrist..

Gaz: “Why’s their wrist bent like that?” Price: “What do yo- HOLY.. I think they just broke their wrist..”