Mockumentary about ball kid injuryfrom @thegrannyflat

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Sorry. No. No. Yeah. No. You're cool. You're cool. Are we, are we rolling? Yeah. We're rolling. Shit. I always wanted to be a ball kid. In primary school, I never played any sport, but if someone hit the ball out of bounds, I was the kid jumping over the fence, picking up the ball, throwing it bad. That was me. Collecting balls, that's where I found my purpose. Fast forward a few years, I get a call. My dream job, the Australian Open. I couldn't believe it. My first big match, I was so excited. Then it happened. It happened so fast. All I can remember is seeing my life flash before my eyes. My future kids life flash before my eyes. I remember it like it was yesterday. I went to return Feliciano's serve and I missed and I just hear this slap. Best still wants me to just to hear that sound. The sound of ball connecting with ball. I don't think people understand how dangerous it is to be a ball kid. When I went back to school, the clip had already gone viral, and I was being called every name under the sun. Blue balls, Nutcracker, one ball burden. It hurt. I went upstairs and downstairs. It's hard to forgive yourself for something like that. At that age, I was playing Spyro on Crash Bandicoot. Poor Nick, he was in a hospital bed getting his nuts untangled. That was my last match that day. Since then, I I Tier retired and no I work in a factory, and the factory is nice. I like the factory. You can't you can't hurt anyone in the factory. You know? I don't wanna go down in history as a victim. Sure, I can't have kids anymore, but I believe that everything happens for a reason. I think what I really need is closure. I don't want to be remembered as a hero. That's not what it's about. I just want people to know the sacrifices that ball kids make better time we step on that court, every tier. Dedicating our body and our soul to this sport, putting ourselves in the line of fire, it's for the game. Oh my god. Hey. Hey. Can I can I give you a hug? Yeah. Yeah. It's so nice to meet you. Yeah. And I and I wanted to say that, as much as I know, I'm really sorry about it. There's no bad blood between us. You know? There's bad blood down here, but there's none here. You know what I mean? It takes balls. It takes balls. It takes balls. It takes balls. It takes balls. It takes balls. It takes balls.