When I was in high school, I took a groundball right to the groin. Funky hop got me, and as hilarious as I’m sure it was for my teammates, it was a unique kind of discomfort I’m glad I don’t experience on the regular.
Thing is, I was wearing a cup, too. The impact still, you know, reverberated, so it hurt. Badly. I can’t imagine some of these guys who don’t wear a cup, and the risk they’re taking of a catastrophic nut shot.
That is all to say, here’s hoping Milwaukee Brewers outfielder Lorenzo Cain passed this cup check. Not sure I’ve ever seen it in the outfield like this:
I count five separate moments where he’s doubling over before he can even gather himself enough to throw the ball into the infield.
It’s impossible not to laugh. Even if you’ve experienced it yourself, and even if you know just how bad that must’ve hurt Cain, you laugh. It’s a gag as old as time – or at least as old as the first Neanderthal to take a stone to the stones – and it consistently works.
So, I’m sorry for your discomfort, Lorenzo. But that was hilarious. I think I’ll watch again. And again. I’m so sorry.