|At my locker, a football jersey and t-shirt are waiting|
Any kinks that were noted from last year's one day program were addressed, starting with the assignment of real lockers in the Penn State men's locker room, to jerseys custom-fitted to the participants' requests, to the addition of coffee in the opening kickoff session. They did a nice job organizing an agenda that had room for questions. By re-arranging a few details, they were able to free up time to cover more of the essentials.
|Mike McQueary Welcomes us to Ladies' Camp|
|Mike McQueary explains the offense...|
|Agility drills on the turf at Beaver Stadium|
I was pretty happy with the fact that I made it through the morning drills in good shape and beginning to think that in fact I could play the entire game rather than stay on the sidelines shooting photos.
Lunch was in the Lettermen's Club, and we all enjoyed Spider Caldwell's stories about Penn State equipment. We got a sneak peak at the new "classic" uniform and learned about helmets and shoulder pads and even the invention of those Nike armbands that Penn State players wear.
|Spider Caldwell and the new "classic" uniform|
After lunch would be another classroom session on the defense. Then more practice, then the game, a tour of the Lasch football building, and finally a banquet.
Unfortunately my body had a different idea. While walking in the recruiting lounge on the second floor of Beaver Stadium, the tread on my New Balance running shoes caught on the carpet. It was something that could have happened on any carpet anywhere, but it happened at Beaver Stadium during this camp! I tripped and fell face forward and caught myself instinctively with my arms. It happened very quickly.
Thus started an "insider's" view of the Penn State football experience that was not exactly in the script for the day...being treated by the superbly competent Penn State emergency medical staff. The length of time it took for them to take my vitals, to ascertain that I was in fact coherent, and then strap me ever so carefully onto a board to take me through the Penn State Sports Museum into an ambulance to the nearest hospital seemed like an eternity. However, it gave me a sense of assurance that they do their jobs well. When you're sitting in the stands watching a player that's down, you think the worst. But in fact it's extreme caution and professionalism that can drive a long delay.
|Being strapped in, to protect my neck|
I hear from the participants in camp that the rest of the afternoon was wonderful, and the game went into overtime and ended on a thrilling play.
I missed all that. The rest of my fantasy football camp experience was spent at the emergency room, most of that time waiting for x-rays. I did in fact fracture both my arms, and it will be a long summer of recovery. But the good news is they will heal. I can think of a number of ways in which this could have been much worse.
So...a rather novel experience. I hope not to be repeated! And I can't even claim that I suffered an injury on that wonderful turf at Beaver Stadium making a game-winning play.
An ordinary trip on a rug in a meeting room after lunch. Sheesh!
Oh well, there's always next year, and I WILL return!