I do! Here’s the scenario: Open pasture, about sixty teenagers and forty adults. Place two bales of hay on end at either end of the field; Three rules: 1. No closed fists; 2. No intentional maiming or killing; 3. The ball may be held in hand for five seconds before kicking or passing.
At one point during the game, the ball was free; everyone was trying to get the ball out into the open for some passing and/or dribbling to the respective goal. I reached in with my hands at the same time another player (incidentally, my teammate) attempted a solid kick. My right pinky finger was caught between the ball and my teammate’s hiking boot! In the short time before the pain registered, I captured the ball, and threw it out toward another waiting teammate, then I looked at my hand. Then I felt the pain! When I looked at the back of my right hand, my thumb extended to the left (as it should), my index, middle and ring fingers extended forward (as they should) and my pinky finger extend 90 ° to the right (as it should not!). As I was held in a huddle while someone held my hand and pulled my finger to let it get back to (almost) its correct position, someone commented, “I guess you’ll never play piano again!” fortunately that was incentive for me to overcome the injury and practice intensely, until I could regain my old level of accomplishment on the instrument. It only took a couple of months.
TJBM is tired and about to turn in for the evening.