A first cousin to the old story about the guy who goes to the doctor and says to him “Doctor, it hurts when I do this”—whatever he does. The doctor tells him “So don’t do it!”, with some impatience. And believe me, it’s no joke. It happened to an old-time Yankee pitcher once. (The team doctor stank.)
And speaking of “ouch, ouch, ouch”, I remember the 1949 Yankees. They had among them enough ouches and other ailments to fill a whole hospital wing—sinus infections, sore arms, a bad heel (Joe DiMaggio), colds, flu, aching backs, in fact an entire materia medica. the odd part was, they didn’t let all this stop them from winning the AL pennant on the last day of the season. But nowadays—some guys are such babies. Someone discovers a hangnail, he goes on the 15-day DL. What has happened to the modern-day players?