I interned for the Brewers in the summer of 2005. I embarrassingly fell during the office kickball game (played at Helfair Field) and sprained my wrist pretty badly. I was in a splint for about a week. As if that wasn't embarrassing enough, a couple days later in the office, I notice Jeff Cirillo walking through. This was during the time he was out with a broken hand after being hit by a pitch. He noticed my arm, walked up to me and said, "So, you too, huh?" He talked to me for a minute or two, and of course asked how I did it. I sheepishly told him, and he just smiled and said "Ohh, ouch." Awesome and embarrassing at the same time.