Personal

One subject that I would really like to talk about is my injury, the year was 2009 and it was my sophmore year in high school and second year playing varsity football. This is how it began, it was a Thursday and I really didn’t want to practice that day. The whole day I had a moster headche and didn’t feel good, just wasn’t my day. But I had to practice because my dad told me to start focusing about what matters in life and that to me is football. So I got dressed, put my pads and straped my cleets on and went out to pratice. Did the usual, and my position is linebacker so im with the fast and big dudes and I the time my body size didn’t come close to the guys that I was going up against. So im already scared outta my mind, but I had to do it to impress the head linebacker coach, and for one of the warm of hitting drills the linebacker would stand on one side and the other on the other side at the same time there would be two bags on each side limiting us with space, one man would play ruining back and have the ball the other would be the linebacker and have to tackle the guy with the ball. So three guys went first then I had to go I went against a junior so it wasent that bad I kinda like it. And the linebacker coach was impressed so right there I was already happy. But I guess one of the senior got alittle jelous and wanted to show me up, so he straight up called me out infront of everyone so I had to step up. One on one with a senior star linebacker. On one side 6’2” weighing 225 and on the other side witch was me at 5’10” and weighing no more then 180 I was about to get my butt handed to me. I was thinking what am I getting myself into. But at the same time I couldent back down so I went for it the coach blew the whistle and he came to me I had to tackle him I went low cause hes bigger then me so that’s just the smart thing to do, so when we colashed my shoulder hit hes knee, I couldent move my whole arm couldent feel anything, I was scared and when it came to worse my whole rotater culf was turn everything in my left shoulder was turn and I could feel the pain. At the time I was pump so the pain went away very easy but when I got home I couldent stop crying the pain was beyond words. I couldent move my arm the next day I couldent sleep all the night. So I didn’t want to tell me dad cause all he would say is suck it up your fine. That’s just the way he is, if he can’t see the cute then your okay. And I hated that Icause I needed someone there for me. So I told my mom and she told me to ice it and take pain pills. So there I knew my season was not gonna be fun at all. Went out for the first game and my shoulder pop hurt so bad, after that my parents started to get the idea that this was serious and so did the coaches. We only had one more game left to play so I just sucked it up, but at the end of the game the team doctor told me that I might be able to rehab my shoulder with some types of exersies so I did what he said but the next season my biggest fear happen my shoulder had popped again I was hurt mad sad so many things goin through my mind cause I worked so hard in the offseason to become better faster and stronger. To just playing one game and to have my shoulder pop out of place. So I just sat out the next game to try and rehab my shoulder for the next game.Thank the lord it didn’t pop out for once I had a good game without my shoulder injury. It was funny to me cause after evry game the team doctor would tell me to go in the ice bath and I really hated the ice bath but I would tell him yea sure ill go but I would skipped and go straight home. No way that man was gonna get me to go in the ice bath. The next day th doctor called my house and my mom answered he had told her that I needed surgery on my shoulder I know it was bad but I really didn’t think surgery would fix it so I just told him I couldent do it I just had to pass on it. Missing up my shoulder really upset me till this day that’s my only weekness and I hate it, still pops out I can’t do some types of workouts without it popping out and it really hurts when it pops. Sometimes I get really mad cause I know I could become one of the best and to have this back me up from reaching my dream really kills me. I just wish I would have skipped practice that day so I would be better stronger and happier with my performances.