With France looking the most likely to nick a victory as the game entered its final, desperate act it was a stirring act of defiance: I may be hobbled, I may be bloodied, but you'll win this over my dead body.
There was a man that was hobbling and I think – I can't remember, he was wearing a suit, bigger than me, definitely and, as we were walking, because people were walking in single file, he was actually holding back the queue because he was struggling.
"I can't," she said, hobbling away, "I can't go on without her".
As I hobble down the street, Any bikers I may meet, I will stick my damn umbrella in their chains!
I limped away, but I was bleeding badly, so I hobbled to a hospital, where I refused treatment because the surgeons wouldn't let me take my iPhone into the operating room so I could post a video of the doctors opening up my leg.
I was hobbling about and I can't get on a shot properly.
I hobbled over to him (I was using a cane due to an injury at the time, which made me feel even more pathetic and powerless) and, in hushed tones, explained the situation.
Somehow, I threw out my back between last night and this morning, so I hobble around a little bit.
I walked it once and swore I'd never do it again (unless, of course, I'd been nominated for something. But what were the chances of that?) I always feel under-dressed, under-coifed and badly shoed with whatever choices I hobble together from the closet of "what could have been and never was".
I hobble out into the hall, shutting the classroom door behind me, pulling off the mask.
