My son had a baseball game tonight. In the third inning, we were up 1-0 and Talin was trying to score and the catcher tagged him out on his face causing his head to hit the ground. He laid there for a second, hopped up, took two steps and collapsed.
I ran out onto the field and evaluated him. He had a minor concussion. He sat the rest of the game and I will probably hold him out of Thursday night's game. Hopefully he will be able to play on Saturday and Sunday.
You would have been proud of me, I didn't tell a single person to get the Bazinga!Bazinga!Bazinga!Bazinga! away from my son while I was evaluating him. I was sorely tempted.
