"Did you guys get into a fight?"
Chen Yu glanced at Amichie, then reached out and pressed on his ninth rib on the left side.
"Hiss..." Amichie sucked in a sharp breath, whining pitifully, "That hurts."
'Of course it hurts,' Chen Yu thought. 'You've got a hairline fracture. How could it not hurt?'
"Did you get elbowed?"
An injury in this spot most likely came from getting elbowed while fighting for position under the basket.
Amichie nodded glumly. "Don't even get me started. It happened in the game against the Pioneers. I took an elbow from Arvydas. That old guy's elbows are almost as sharp as the Mailman's."
"Who?"
Chen Yu paused for a moment before realizing who Amichie was talking about.
"Arvydas Sabonis?"
'Was he talking about the guy who kept the United States Team out of the '88 Olympic finals, indirectly leading to the creation of the Dream Team? The one they called the "Roof of the World"?'
