Dave Grohl Stole My Job

By: Connor Lenahan

This is about as fresh a story as I could ever hope to write about. The Foo Fighters are one of my absolute favorite bands and I can’t wait for next month when, at long last, I will see them live at Fenway Park. Well, that’s presuming that frontman Dave Grohl is okay.

Here’s the situation: At a concert in Sweden tonight apparently Grohl fell off the stage and ended up breaking his leg. He proceeded to tell the audience as much – “I think I just broke my leg. I’m going to go to the hospital. I’m going to go fix my leg, and then I’m going to come back.”

Well, he didn’t exactly stick to that plan. Grohl got a quick cast made off stage and then returned and finished the set while sitting there with a broken leg. Now, what you’re probably wondering is how “broken” his leg was. According to the Foo Fighters Twitter…

Pretty broken. That’s a fairly beautiful break from someone that has been there quite a few times.

But that’s where my problem lies. Breaking bones is my thing. Playing to stadiums of thousands is Dave Grohl’s thing. We had an agreement. Contracts were signed. There was a notary, dammit. This was official.

Now, if Dave wants to go ahead and make a switch I’d be okay with that, aside from the fact that I can’t play the guitar or sing Grohl’s vocal style. Other than that? We are perfect matches. But Dave Grohl could come to Boston and be a charismatic blogger in a wheelchair any time. I don’t like competition. The fragile man position is taken Dave, if that is your real name.