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Injury In Football

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One Decision to Ruin it All
There are about 40-50 career-ending sports injuries a year and I was one of them. Back in 2013, my father forced me to go out for football. That was the best thing I could have done until… One day everything changed.
“Set, hut!” The quarterback ordered as I took off down the field. The ball was thrown and it was to me, a fifth grader. I caught the ball and started running for the touchdown when out of the corner of my eye I saw the biggest guy on their team gaining yards. I tried to split into center field, then I was lifted up and thrown to the ground. Darkness fastly approached.
I was awoken by one of the coaches and I shot up. He sounded concerned as he growled, “Are you alright.” I explained what happened and …show more content…

The ball was thrown and it was to me, a fifth grader. I caught the ball and started running for the touchdown when out of the corner of my eye I saw the biggest guy on their team gaining yards. I tried to split into center field, then I was lifted up and thrown to the ground. Darkness fastly approached.
I was awoken by one of the coaches and I shot up. He sounded concerned as he growled, “Are you alright.” I explained what happened and that my wrist was just a sprain and there was nothing to be worried about. For the next 2 hours, my head was throbbing so bad like it was trying to tell me something wasn't right in my wrist. I was so bullheaded that I brushed the excruciating pain off and kept going because a “sprained” wrist was the least of my worries.
Later that day I asked a friend’s mom if my wrist was broken or if it was just a sprain. She said:”It is just a sprain,” Because she was a nurse, I believed her. Plus it didn't hurt much at the time. Much later we left his mom’s house and drove to his father's house about an hour away. Once we arrived we played some football outside for a couple of hours. Boy, that was an experience trying to catch a bullet pass with a broken wrist. Mid play his father stepped outside and yelled: “ Suppertime,” so we sprinted inside and scarfed down food until our stomachs were about to burst. Once “bedtime” hit we jumped on the PS3 and played some Call of Duty: Black Ops Zombies for the rest of the

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