If you ever get set on fire, I'll warn you: Your training fails you

Some coaching lessons from a senior year mishap

I got set on fire my senior year of college. Literally. I was at my boyfriend’s house, hanging out with his friends who were dopishly playing with fireworks. In a cartoon-like fashion, one of the stupid little rockets flew up into the air and… down the back of my pants.

You would think your training would step in during a crisis like this. I remember th…