I’m officially an adult. I sustained an injury playing recreational sports. It’s bound to happen to every past their prime athlete who played sports in high school, takes a few years off, then tries to show that they’ve still got it. It's practically a rite of passage. Now, I played years of ice hockey and was relatively unscathed, save for a pair of broken arms in middle school. Yet, ten minutes of playing beach volleyball for shits and giggles, I’m on the ground and trying to get the blood back to my head. So, Matt, you hurt your head playing volleyball? Nope, I hurt my FINGER, playing volleyball. Not a good finger either. If you’re ranking fingers the, number one spot goes to perennial all-star, the index-finger. It’s a workhorse who’s a key player in a multitude of actions from pointing, to pinching, to grabbing. NOTE: You’re probably asking, what about the thumb? Look, no one is a bigger fan of the thumb than me. It’s what truly separates us from the ...