It was June 3, 2010 around 10pm. I was playing in a stupid game with SDM that meant nothing and to top it off we were losing by a score of around 14-2ish. We were playing Ninja Kat 500.
I don't really remember exactly what happened, probably because the extreme pain I was in has made me never want to recall that moment. However, looking back this is what I think happened (slightly different story from what others tell me lol but who cares). The ball was passed in front of me and I reached out to get it with my right leg, next thing I know I'm falling and twisting and in the most awkward position ever on the ground unable to move my leg AT ALL. I remember crying and just instinctively knowing that something was not right. However, I didn't hear a pop and it wasn't too swollen. Once everyone realizes that I'm not faking it and that I am actually hurt they start making their way over. Eric saw the whole thing and knew right away that I tore something. The game is called off and after a failed attempt by Will and Eric (poor guys, they were too short) to get me off the field, Flick and Josh are able to get me to the bench. Flick is awesome and gets me calmed down but it hurts like a bitch and there is no way in hell I can move it. Even on the ride home the small bumps in the road make me cringe in pain.
We decide to the hospital just to make sure its nothing serious. The doctor feels around and makes a diagnosis of a sprained MCL... Im not too happy about it but hey it could be a lot worse, I think to myself it could be a torn ACL, at least this injury will heal on its own. I'm given a cute little knee immobilizer (note: its neither cute OR little lol) and some crutches. And after this whole ordeal, keep in mind we didn't get home until around 1:30am that night, I still managed to go to school the next day.
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