Well, let me tell you about this Acuna fella. Real shame, what happened to him. Acuna injury, they’re callin’ it. Heard it on the TV, the young’un was tellin’ me all about it.
Seems like this Acuna, plays for that Atlanta team, the Braves I think they call ‘em. He was runnin’, fast as a rabbit, tryin’ to steal a base. You know, one of them bases they got on the baseball field. And then, bam! His knee just… gave out. Like a rusty old gate fallin’ off its hinges. Poor boy.
- They say it was his left knee this time.
- Heard tell he hurt the other one a few years back, too.
- Man, that’s tough luck, ain’t it?
This Acuna, he’s a good player, they say. MVP, they call him. Means he’s the best, I guess. Like that fella, what was his name… Babe Ruth? Yeah, somethin’ like that. Hit them balls a country mile. This Acuna, he’s like that, but faster, they say. Steals them bases, hits them balls far, too.
But now, he’s done for the season. All because of that knee injury. Just goes to show, don’t it? One minute you’re runnin’ like the wind, the next you’re sittin’ on the bench, watchin’ the other fellas play. Life’s like that sometimes, I tell ya. One minute you’re up, next minute you’re down. Just gotta pick yourself up and keep on goin’, I reckon.
They say he felt the pain right away. Heard it in his voice, the young’un told me. Said the man was talkin’ on the TV, soundin’ all sad and whatnot. Well, wouldn’t you be sad? All that runnin’ and jumpin’ and hittin’, and then, poof! Gone. Just like that.
Now, they gotta find someone else to play for him. Atlanta Braves gotta figure somethin’ out. They got other fellas, I guess, but ain’t none of ‘em like this Acuna. He was special, they say. One of a kind. Like a prize-winnin’ pumpkin at the county fair, you know? Hard to replace somethin’ like that.
Heard tell they done this before, though. Couple years back, when he hurt that other knee. They found some other fellas to play, and they even won that big game, the World Series, I think they call it. So, maybe they can do it again. But it ain’t gonna be the same without Acuna, that’s for sure.
This here ACL tear, that’s what they’re callin’ it. Sounds mighty painful, if you ask me. Tore somethin’ in his knee, they say. Gotta fix it up, gotta do all that surgery stuff. Takes time, you know? Months, maybe even a whole year, before he can play again. That’s a long time to be sittin’ around, watchin’ the grass grow.
They were sayin’ on the TV how he got hurt. Seems like he was runnin’ to second base, then he took an extra step or two, and then his knee just buckled. Like a worn-out pair of overalls, just ripped right open. Happens fast, they say. One minute you’re fine, the next minute you’re on the ground, holdin’ your knee and hollerin’ for your mama.
He was just tryin’ to steal that base, you know? Tryin’ to get a little closer to home plate, so he could score a run. That’s what they do in baseball, try to score runs. The more runs you score, the more likely you are to win the game. But sometimes, tryin’ too hard can get you hurt. Like that time I tried to lift that heavy ol’ waterin’ can, and I threw out my back. Took me weeks to get over that one.
This Ronald Acuna Jr., that’s his full name, they say. Young fella, too. Got his whole life ahead of him. Plenty of time to heal up and play again, I reckon. But it ain’t gonna be easy, that’s for sure. Gotta work hard, gotta do what the doctors tell him, gotta be patient. That’s the hardest part, sometimes, bein’ patient. But you gotta do it, if you wanna get better.
So, we’ll just have to wait and see what happens. Hopefully, this Acuna fella will heal up good and strong, and he’ll be back on that baseball field next year, runnin’ and hittin’ and stealin’ them bases again. But for now, all we can do is wish him well, and hope for the best. And maybe say a little prayer, too. Prayers never hurt nobody, that’s what I always say.
