Today I read that Michael Redd, one of my favorite players and an extremely devout man of faith in an environment that largely looks on faith condescendingly, blew out his left knee on Saturday, the same knee that he hurt exactly one year ago and spent all summer rehabbing. ACL, bam. MCL, goodbye.
But damn... this guy has his head on STRAIGHT.
It's a good reminder that, despite how much I bitch and moan about my own knee, there are SO many people out there who have it so much worse than I. All I gotta do is keep fighting.