A low blow is no laughing matter
WATCHING poor Joe Laffey get hit in the Jatz crackers on Saturday reminded me how much I hate getting hit in the family jewels.
Now most blokes would know that getting a whack in the groin with a cricket ball travelling at about 100 kmh is no laughing matter, even with a box on, but for some reason we blokes find it quite amusing when it happens to someone else.
As Joe got hit on Saturday the first response from the Colts players in the field was, "Ooooh, that would have hurt".
Then as Joe buckled over trying to block out the growing pain between his legs the smiles spread around the Colts' side like a Mexican wave at the Gabba.
It's a wonder someone didn't yell out the old saying: "don't rub em, count em".
Now for you girls out there, being hit in cadagers is the worse thing that can happen to a bloke, besides getting dumped by your pub-owning supermodel girlfriend.
The pain is rated as the worst in the world, even worse then having a baby.
Or so I am told by some reliable sources on the internet.
It's a hard pain to describe.
It's sort of like a two-stage pain, a double bunger.
At first there is the initial impact of the ball, bat, shoe, elbow or fist hitting the impact point.
The contact sends a shock wave through your entire body, like getting hit by a police taser while having a bath.
But just when you think the worst is over a second wave of pain engulfs the body.
It's a deep sickening pain that makes its home in the pit of your stomach.
If hit hard enough it sends men into the foetal position, temporary paraplegia sets in while the body, breaking out in a cold sweat, waits for the brain to decide whether to pass out or not.
It also casts extreme doubt on your ability to ever father children.
So my hat goes off to Joe for standing up under extreme pressure on Saturday.
Let's hope he goes on to make a ton this weekend.