Yesterday, Facebook informed me that it was “Friends Day.”  I don’t know what that is or what it means, and to be honest I’m pretty annoyed that Facebook keeps putting my likes and posts into some compilation video of me and my friends.  I’m only into one type of compilation video, and I usually watch those at night (wink wink).  Then, Taylor posted a tear-jerking blog about the time that he and Miller first met me, and it got me thinking about some good memories I’ve had with my pals over the years.  First thing that came to mind was the time that Slick Willy absolutely ripped his leg up at my apartment. I can remember it like it was yesterday…  


It was the end of March and the first nice day of the year – 80 degrees, not a cloud in the sky, and a baseball game in the afternoon.  Needless to say, the boys were getting after it.  Riding out our drunk from the previous night, my roommates and I decided to throw a little shindig with a keg and all(nbd, kbd).  Spirits were high as the Hill Crew assembled down at the Heights for some good ol’ day drinking.  Dudes, dudes, and more dudes. That’s all we wanted.  That’s all we needed.  Just a bunch of guys listening to Sugar Ray with their shirts off. Can’t get much better than that.  Everything was going great, until Slick Willy decided to step on a skateboard.

Now, I’m not sure how many of you personally know Willy, but he is definitely not your typical “sk8r boi.” He’s more of the type of kid who will eat 47 meatballs just because someone tells him he can’t (true story, more on that some other time).  He ended up just straight messing his leg up and had to get surgery, which sucks for him, but boy is this shit funny?

Luckily, we were able to document the tragedy that struck Slick Willy that day.  Enjoy.



Notice the confidence.  Slick Willy may not be able to ride a skateboard but he sure acts like he can.  Also, look at the backwards hat, long hair, and sunglasses combo.  Dude looks like he’s ready to carve a bowl.  


DOWN GOES WILLY!  God, that had to suck.  No one believed he was actually hurt, everyone was telling him to just brush it off.  People were pouring beer on his cuts because “alcohol kills bacteria”- classic.  We might not have been the Dr. he needed, but kinda tried. Kinda. I knew he was down for the count because he actually admitted he was in pain-  which is totally not a Slick Willy move.  




Coffee spilled.  Willy’s not happy.  


So yeah, happy Friends Day everyone, and make sure to wish Slick Willy a speedy recovery.  


As Taylor says it, this was “one of those rare moments in your life that I imagine you look back on your deathbed and you remember every detail.”


Not gonna be the guy to judge, but who gets surgery 9 months after the incident?  Wild.

P.S. Rumor has it that there is a video of the fall. I  will Investigate.