Anyways, his buddy decided to start video taping the session, and he started really going off. He tried a 360 off the side of the spine, into the flat, and had to take one foot off on landing. So he told his buddy he was gonna give it another try, so it would be clean. He went back, hit the backflip with complete precision, went for the 360, and as he was going off the spine, his front wheel slammed into the side of the spine, right below the coping. Next thing I knew, he was on his back, screaming, and the bike was God-knows-where. It looked like his shoe was hanging off the tip of his toes, because it was all backwards. NOPE - his shoe was tied tight. His whole foot was dangling at his ankle. Totally nasty. So of course, every body in the park just sat down and it got real quiet. The BMX kid actually reached up and tried to put his foot back the way it goes, like it would help. His buddy came running over to him, yelling, "Just let yourself go into shock, dude!"
At this point, I turned to Ben, who was sitting right next to me, and said something like, "Hey, not to be insensitive, but do you wanna make a run for the border?" After a few minutes, we went to Taco Bell and had a bite to eat. When we got back, Ben's leather jacket was missing. After a little investigation, it turned out that the BMX kid's friends had thought it was his and took it with him to the hospital. So Ben and I went to the hospital to find his jacket. We got to talk to the BMX kid a little bit. He said he was completely dosed on morphine, but his ankle still hurt pretty bad. They didn't have it in a cast yet, because they were going to have to do surgery. It was swollen BIG TIME. Then he started telling us how when he was trying to set his foot, he could hear all the bones and what-not crunching around inside his ankle. Awful... And finally, his girlfriend mentioned that the doctors had already done X-Rays and what-not and determined that he had broken everything in his ankle. Bones, ligaments, tendons - everything. Apparently, the only thing holding his foot on was his skin.
And that is the nastiest injury I've ever seen in person.
EDIT: Some 20 years later, and I finally have a name to go with this story. Here's what my friend Kris Gurley had to say:
No that guy was Jason Childers. He had stories at parks all around here. It seemed that every park we went to, he had been there the week before and wrecked himself. "Wait, you guys are from Memphis? There was this biker dude from Memphis here last week and almost killed himself!" We went to that Tupelo park the week following that particular incident. I think it was run by a dude named Matthew Robinson or he had something to do with it if I remember right.
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