You know, for all the hell we give to the injury prone athletes whose bone structure serves as the tax after winning the genetic lottery, we really should give more credit to those that end up insanely prone but somehow avoid injury. In a weird way, Jaylen Brown walking off the court under his own power after taking some time to get his wits about him was more athletic than the end-to-end, two-hand slam that resulted in the horrific fall in the first place. I mean, his back turned into an accordion in a way that makes you happy that viral videos of stupid/drunk people attempting physical feats they are wildly incapable of completing usually conclude instantaneously with impact, yet this was the final diagnosis...
A headache. A fucking headache. Jaylen Brown almost kicked himself in his skull while falling flat on his back on a hardwood floor from like 8.5 feet in the air and - assuming he passed some sort of concussion test - he's dealing with the same amount of suffering you or I would be if we had too many sugary drinks the night prior. All it takes more me to get a headache is bumping my head on an open freezer door, and the Celtics swingman is out here in need of nothing more than a few Advil after dropping from a second story. There's obviously a certain amount of luck that goes into avoiding injury when your body is no longer under your control in a precarious situation, but it's also safe to say that walking away from that plummet relatively unscathed is something that can only be done by someone that is damn near a different species. I'd rather he continue to impress me on the court than by managing to peel himself off of it, but - according to the plot of The Sixth Man - the latter was death defying.