One of my teenage memories that has scared me for life literally resulted from an injury. Imagine being down in a football game and the offense really isn’t moving the ball down the field and the coach decides to put you at running back. You break a long run down the right sideline and get pushed out of bounds around the 20 yard line. You bounce up full of excitement just to collapse back onto the ground.
Or to go back:
Through all the hot summer days waking up at 6AM to be on the field at 7Am to having a break at 12 noon to back on the field at 2:00pm until 4:00PM everyday for two straight weeks. The sore mornings and sore nights knowing you have to get back up and do it all over again starting the next morning. Through all the Saturday practices, all the nicks and bruises we all overcame it was time for the real show now our first game. And not just any game a very heated rivalry who we all hated so much and I’m quite sure they hated us too.
The hype around the game made it seem to be bigger than just a high school junior varsity game. Both sides were packed as in if it was the state championship, but it wasn’t, just a high school game on a Saturday morning. It appeared it was going to be a defensive game early on; both defenses were doing everything they were supposed to be doing. Everyone was playing …show more content…
So I run to the huddle and tell the quarterback 48 pitch on one and of course he calls the play to the whole team and we break. As we were getting set nothing was on my mind but the end zone. I was trying to help my team the best way I could. “Down.. Set.. Hut!” I open to the right and the quarterback pitches me the ball with blockers in front of me they got me down to the twenty-yard line before I was tackled out of bounds by more than one defender. After the run I hear the crowd cheering with excitement and the team was starting to awake on the