Shawn Broke His Foot Playing Basketball And Blames KFC For It
Seeing somebody in a cast and asking “how’d you break your foot” can lead to an interesting conversation. Maybe the person got into a heated karate fight protecting an old lady from being robbed, or had their foot run over by a truck while helping baby ducklings cross the street.
Then there is me.
I found a way to break a bone in my foot in the most asinine and stupid way possible, and it has to do with the sport I hate playing the most, corn, and Kentucky Fried Chicken.
When I was younger, I lived in the projects just outside of Boston. Did I have a ton? No. But did I have an imagination? Yes. Somehow, we always had milk crates. I don’t know how or where they came from, but I’d always have some plastic milk crates around. I took one, sawed off the bottom of the crate, nailed it to a space piece of wood and nailed that to a telephone pole in front of my house to create a makeshift basketball hoop. Imagination.
So there I am playing basketball by myself (my own best friend at the time). I had the hoop low enough so I could dunk on it, because, why not. While I was playing, I noticed some trash on the ground. It was a half-eaten corn-on-the-cob adorned by a yellow wrapper sporting the face of KFC founder Colonel Sanders. I didn’t think much of it, and kicked it to the side a little. Kept playing.
Well… I dunked the basketball. I started walking backwards talking trash to the ghost I was playing against, when WHOOP… I flew in the air and hit the ground hard. Next to me? The damn corn. I limped into the house and laid on the couch. Adrenaline was obviously coursing through my veins because two hours later my right foot hurt hurt so incredibly bad I couldn’t stand it. My parents thought I might have been dramatic, but it turns out (for once) they were wrong. I broke a bone in my right foot because of the stupid Colonel.
I had to wear a cast for several weeks, and eventually got so sick of waiting for it to be removed, I used a steak knife and sawed it away over several hours. 12-year-old Shawn was… something.
Listen to Aimee+Shawn weekday mornings from 6-10 on 102.7 VGS
Follow the station on Instagram, Facebook, Twitter and TikTok!
Follow Aimee+Shawn on Instagram, Facebook, Twitter and TikTok!
