The shot-put incident

I was ten, maybe eleven, small for my age...
Still, I had an affinity (and encouraging father) that led me to Little Athletics.
For a short kid I wasn't a bad jumper and I did a good 200 metres but it all ended in a harrowing experience involving me reluctantly hurling an junior-size metal ball into the stupidly-running-in-the-shot-putting-area head of some poor boy whose name I've somehow forgotten.
I still remember the sickening thud and him collapsing in a pile.
I wonder if he's okay.

This walk through our nearby playing field brought back memories: