Well that didn't go well

At our soccer game tonight, my knee popped and buckled. Even though I couldn't see myself, I'm pretty sure I made this face:

It was Mia's first time to watch me play. OK, so she wasn't really watching. She was touching Clay's iPhone. Nevertheless, I was sad that she had to be around her crying mama. She was even wearing her Fighting Chick shirt in honor of our team, the Fighting Chickens. (This picture is of her at two weeks. Now she actually fits in the shirt and is still adorable.)

I go to the doctor tomorrow to find out what the situation is.