First, the bad news: the left ankle is purple and blue and swollen after a bad fall last week.
The good news: It's not LeBron's ankle; it's mine!
Even better news: Heat team doctor Harlan Selesnick says I'm going to be fine.
Sunday night's game against the Pacers was my first day back from a snowboarding trip to British Columbia. Long-time readers of this blog will know that every year my wife and I take a snowboarding trip in March. Well, this year's trip was to Whistler-Blackcomb and it didn't go so well.
I wrecked my ankle on the second day and spent most of my vacation laid up in my hotel room. I'm man enough to admit that my wife is about 10 times a better snowboarder than I'll ever be. I was trying to keep up with her on the slopes and down I went, tumbling, tumbling, head over heels, rolling, never stopping, and then popping something in my left ankle. Thought it was broken. And, yes, ski patrol had to sled me down the mountain. The shame!
Anyway, I was limping around the Heat's locker room on Sunday night and Selesnick asked me what happened. I told him about the injury and he asked me to come see him on Monday to make sure nothing was broken. Hey, sometimes this job has its benefits.
I've covered athletes for many years now but Monday was the first time I have ever received the "professional-athlete treatment." Selesnick and his staff were excellent. They checked out my ankle, cleared me to walk and set me up with a physical therapist.
Recovery time: two to four weeks. Good thing I'm a writer. Thanks, Doc!