And then my wrist hurt

Last night I was talking to a guy - Ben - who has played basketball against me in one of the leagues I used to play in.
He inquired why I wasn't playing this year, and I gave him the skinny on my wrist.
He then went on to mention that when his team played mine, they would say that they had to watch out for me outside, because I was good in the key but would also hit threes.
I almost cried. That was all I ever wanted to be known for.