
“In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.“ Tom Waits in Singapore.
Tom Shanks had lost one eye in a childhood accident and now had a glass eye.
He joined the local rugby team and on the first day of practice enthusiastically joined in the intersquad scrimmage.
20 minutes in to the practice game, the coach spotted Tom behind the play on his hands and knees.
“Get moving Shanks“, the coach shouted. Tom didn’t get up.
The coach ran over to him. “What’s your problem?” he yelled.
“I’ve lost my eye“, Tom replied.
“Quit screwing around“, the coach screamed.
Tom, still on his hands and knees, lifted and turned his head to face the coach.
“It’s gone” he muttered, as he lifted his eyelid to reveal an empty eye socket.
The blood drained from the coach’s face.
“Oh, here it is!” Tom said with relief; rubbed the eye on his shirt, popped it back into his head, and trotted back to the play.