The doc rock

There's a doctor I've known for a few years, though yesterday was the first time I went to him for a professional consultation. Here's why: I had a knee injury playing basketball several years ago, and while it has largely healed, it occasionally gives me a twinge on the tennis court. That happened the last time I played tennis, I think at the end of January. Since then, I've had a little pain -- discomfort, more like it -- the knee gets stiff, things like that every now and then.

Luckily the courts where I play are closed because they are being resurfaced, so I haven't felt too miserable about missing out playing, which I would have otherwise.

Usually, the knee feels fine soon enough, but this time it hasn't felt fully OK for nearly two months now. So I went to this orthopedist I mentioned, yesterday. He was very reassuring, prescribed exercises and an anti-inflammatory pill.

All of which is just a long-winded lead up to why I really wrote these lines. While he examined my knee, I remembered his other claim to growing fame. Take a look.