Damage confirmed: ligaments and a tendon torn, plus a [swearword] broken rib from that completely unnecessary nastiness last weekend. Out of action (and sore) for the rest of the year and beyond. And also, at the age of [really quite old], my first official broken bone. I wouldn’t recommend it if you’re wondering.

Quite annoyed. Quite depressed. Quite frustrated.

Next time, we should probably tell the opposition that there is a rule about sliding tackles not being allowed.

Oh… wait.