Smashed my right hand mightily and accidentally into another player’s chest during this afternoon’s REC/IM run. Didn’t suffer jammed fingers, exactly, but something more like a severe twist and wrench–or absurdist bend-back–of digits 3+4 such that I cannot make a clenched fist now and their base knuckles are awful with swelling. I pitied myself along the way back to Hoyt, but after I settled into my office chair and watched this, my banged-up hand felt better. (via)
Benga — Baltimore Clap from Tempa on Vimeo.