So next time you bail on something, ask yourself: is this a pulled hamstring (IR) or just don’t-wanna-itis (Out)? Be honest. Your friends will respect either, as long as you don’t show up later that night looking smug.
Because we’ve all been the person who said they were Injured Reserve but then got caught buying ice cream at 11 PM. That’s when the league office reviews your status. And buddy, the crowd is not kind.
In the end, life is just a series of roster moves. Some days you’re active. Some days you’re out. And some days you’re quietly on IR, healing your body or your spirit, one awkward sneeze at a time. Hang in there, champ.
