Laural Hubbard, a New Zealander transgender lady (a biological man) beat out biological women to become a "female" weightlifting champion. Thus denying a real woman the chance to compete. That's the blokefolk we're referring to. Well, he/she/zir had a bit of a whoopsy daisy while attempting a snatch. Warning: elbows snapping.

A possible snatch victory got snapped:

Kiwi weightlifter Laurel Hubbard doesn't regret a tactical decision that may have contributed to the injury that forced her shock withdrawal from the Commonwealth Games.

The 40-year-old suffered an elbow injury - possibly a ruptured ligament - when attempting a Commonwealth record 132kg in the snatch when leading the women's 90kg-plus division.

Having lifted 120kg in her first attempt, then missed at 127kg, Hubbard raised the weight another 5kg for her third attempt to break her personal best of 131kg.

Got that? "She" missed the 127kg attempt, so "she" decided to add another five kilograms. Seemed to work when padding the bra.

But what really undid Lifting Laural was hubris. "Hey, I made it into this as a girl with the DNA of a dude. Might as well add more symbolic weight to the ones betwixt my legs!"

Look at me when I say this: it's always a shame when someone injures themselves in a competition. Always. Be they gay, straight, trans, black, white, Hispanic, or have to check the "other" box despite 75 different ethnicity boxes. However, whatever word there is -- if there is a word -- to describe how one feels after a selfish douche cheats his way into a competition, then loses due to injury, that's the feeling I'm experiencing right now. Synonyms may include karma, comeuppance, or "that's what happens."

At least now a real lady has a shot of clinching the championship in the ladies' division. Send me your hate tweets so I can mute you.

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