BALBOA

Big hits go out on the football field, new stars are born, the players are strong, fast and prepared for whatever is on their way.

A tiny thought of fear passes through my brain, maybe there is going to be an injury, maybe not. I run and run, and never look back. A

Linebacker stands right in front of me, with fear all over my body I run directly to him like a rhino. We look at each other with hate in our eyes. We both

Bounce back as we hit. I knew the kid was also scared, i knew he didn't want to hit, I felt the same way.

Out of nowhere my hand start to hurt, red drops come out of my paralyzed hand. I feel dizzy. Paramedics come on the football field. It is

All gone, no more football, no more sports. A torn ligament. My passion, my hobby, my life. What do I do?