Have you ever sustained an injury while entertaining yourself? Here’s why I’m asking:
I work in New York City and — to quote one of my family’s favorite movies, Grumpy Old Men — it’s colder than a witch’s titty. Occassionally, when the temperature drops this low, I get a faint ache in my left ankle. It’s then that I remember the night several years ago that I went to the Miss America pageant in Atlantic City. I was with a large group of people celebrating my friend Shawn’s birthday — and kicking his ass in our pageant pool. (I came in second. Shawn’s then-boyfriend, Ron, finished first and got to wear a sash. I was jealous. It’s all so vivid, it’s like it happened yesterday.) After the pageant, the group went to a karaoke bar. I was in my "Stand By Your Man" phase, and considering the company I was in, my cover of the Tammy Wynette (pictured) classic killed. Feeling great, I went to leave the tiny stage, and somehow missed the one step down. I fell on my left ankle, and suffered what I fear is the world’s first karaoke injury. Please tell me that I’m wrong. Or that you’re living with some other entertainment-induced injury that is equally (or more!) mortifying.
Your turn.
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Well your karaoke injury may have been the first, but it wasn’t the worst. A friend of mine tore her ACL doing karaoke. I wish I was kidding. She was doing some crazy jump-kick dance move and it snapped. I also know someone who recently broke her collar bone playing guitar hero when she tripped over the cord. Both injuries resulted in surgery. I need to hang out with more coordinated people.
When I was about 15, I was dancing in my bedroom to the West Side Story soundtrack. I was doing an awesome Jets spin (barefoot on a hardwood floor- duh) when my sister called me to dinner. So yes I sprained my ankle to a 30 year old cassette tape and had to stay home on crutches from church camp. Choose for yourself the most embarassing part of THAT story.
Your karaoke injury kinda sounds like the pratfall in the “P.S. I Love You” trailer popwatch hated on not too long ago.
Though I’ve never gotten hurt playing karaoke, I remember when I was about 11 years old, I was really into “Karate Kid” and i tried to do the “Crane Kick” in my room. When I leaped to do it, I kneed myself in the mouth with my non-kicking leg and made myself bleed. I’m eternally glad there was no one around.
I once dislocated my knee and fell of a 4 ft platform in a nightclub while trying to dance. In front of an ex. While wearing a skirt. Good times, man, good times. Only redeeming factor was the perscription for Vicodin and the two days off of work I got as a result.
I once was trying to recreate the ‘Good Morning’ dance from Singin’ in the Rain, running up and down the stairs and sprained my ankle. For like, the third time that year. I never did memorize the whole thing.
My “workouts” basically consist of me doing the “Get Me Bodied” dance from video beginning to end. When I first began this regimen, I would often run out of breath and long for my never-used and long-lost inhaler. Also, while trying to do the “Naomi Campbell walk,” I got a Charlie horse in my leg. Yep, I’m getting old.
I lost almost an entire fingernail on the edge of a drawer while dancing wildly to the “My Sharona” scene in Reality Bites. Not a very big injury. A pretty lame confession all-around, actually.
I am so annoyed at Divid323 using these comment boards to post an advert. Is there not a way for EW to block or delete these types of “comments”? I know that is not what I come here for.
While I, unfortunately (or is it fortunately?), dont have an embarassing story to tell, i want to thank you all for yours! They have given me quite a few chuckles! I hope you all, or your friends, are ok though!
I flew to London to see Kylie Minogue in concert back in 2000 (I’ve been a diehard Kylie fan for about 15 years) and was buying a bootleg T-shirt on the street after the show. One of the sellers (a giant British brute) thought I was stealing it after I had paid his friend, and grabbed me and punched me in the face, ripping the shirt from my hand. But it was soon all cleared up, and I got the shirt for free, a drunken apologetic hug from the guy, and a puffy face for a day or so.
When i was maybe 6, I was obsessed with Mary Poppins. I re-enacted the scene where the house is shifting all around and the maid picks up the lamps off of the shifting furniture. I learned that Mary Poppin’s lamps had the glass tops secured to the bases. Mine wasn’t. The glass top shattered and i cut my feet trying to get away. My mom followed the blood trail to me hiding under the couch. I wasnt the brightest kid…
I once tripped over a sneaker while dancing in my bedroom to “Funky Cold Medina” by the immortal Tone Loc. The thump brought my parents running, and my mom still tells the story to all my friends of finding me sprawled in the floor with a knot on my head and Tone Loc blasting.
More recently, my bf claims I reenacted the infamous vomit scene from “Team America: World Police” after one too many shots of Jager at a party. But I have no memory of that.
I did a Pete Townshend guitar move at work once and knocked a co-worker’s hot coffee all over another co-worker’s nice white blouse. No blood, but qutie embarrassing. This was pre-Starbucks when we often drank coffee WITHOUT lids.
I guess this would count: I was (okay, still am) a big Spice Girls fan, and back in the day I bought a pair of platform heels that were very Ginger-ish. I looooved those shoes, until I wore them to a wedding and popped my knee doing the twist. Never wore those shoes again. Actually, there’s another pop culture tie in there: that weekend, I was supposed to drive from Ohio to New Jersey to see a preview screening of Kevin Smith’s “Dogma.” Obviously I couldn’t drive with a busted knee, and I had to let a friend down who was supposed to go with me. I just wasn’t meant to be a Spice Girl then, thankfully now they don’t wear those shoes anymore so there’s still a chance!
Mandi, please change the EW stylebook to include that THINGS sustain damage, and PEOPLE suffer injuries. That said, congrats on using it correctly later in the item.
A group of friends were over playing Pop Culture Trivial Pursuit, and we may have been drinking a little
. We were all sitting on the floor around the living room table. Late in the game I went to stand up, but my hand missed the coffee table. I did a full on face plant into the table which resulted in me biting completely through my face just below my lip. After some excellent first aid by my husband and some liquid bandage, we resumed the game. I eventually went to the er where I found out that I also had a concussion… but not before my team won the game 
I still have a little scar on my face that perfectly matches a dent in the coffee table.
Ok – I’m revealing my full dorkiness here. I was cleaning the house while “Guys and Dolls” was on. They got to “Luck Be a Lady,” I started dancing, and I ended up dislocating my right knee. Luckily my brother was home to hear my screams and call my dad at work for help. Unluckily, he was there to tease me about my dancing to this day.
I know someone who fell off the stage during karaoke and broke his hip.
I have one for myself and one for a friend (seriosuly…it’s not me…for real!)
When I was about 13 I was dancing around to Janet Jackson and did a high kick. I managed to kick myself directly in the face and break my nose. My whole face swelled up and turned purple, which made for a really embarassing story to tell at school.
A friend of mine was singing along to the Wicked soundtrack at a party last year and decided she should finish off “Popular” by standing on an office chair (yeah, alcohol was involved). The chair tipped out from under her and she broke her foot.
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