Josh comes in for a header, oh no the opponent comes in too. Boom! Looks like Josh is out for the tournament. He’s heading off the field with a swollen head and a concussion. That moment I hear the commentator say that, I finally feel the pain. I try to open my left eye and ouch, I guess my head is swelled up so big my skin is covering my eye. I feel pain like a major headache and excruciating pain from the head butt. Ice, I yell “give me some ice!” That moment I thought I was in some terrible dream. In a land all red with heavy mist so I can’t breathe and rocks constantly hitting my head.

My stomach is empty, I can’t get anymore nervous. This is the last tournament in the season. This is my time to shine, If I don’t play well I will never have a chance to start in the starting eleven players on the field. I finally make it to Houston, Texas. The long ride made feel more nervous because I think to my self why did I drive up here for… to play the game I know I can play. “It’s time to warm up” the assistant coach says. I here a whistle and the game is over already, I think to myself. It seems like the game just started. I wandered, why I was so nervous.

Nothing seems so bad after all.