O'Connell was staggering home with a pint of booze in his back pocket when he slipped and fell heavily.

O'Connell was staggering home with a pint of booze in his back pocket when he
slipped and fell heavily. Struggling to his feet, he felt something wet running
down his leg.
"Please, God," he implored, "let it be blood!"

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