Coming into high school of 5,000 I was swarmed with mixed emotions. Nervousness was an obvious one. Just looking at my enormous school of size gave me butterflies in my stomach. But my mind was filled with hope and expectation. It was football season and we were preparing for our first game. I was unfamiliar with the position I was playing, Quarterback. This position has high regards in the game of football. As the QB you run the show. As many people say the captain of the offense. As for me I was a 14 year old coming in with high expectations for myself. My team and I worked hard in the off season and we were looking for a good regular season. When gameday came along it couldn’t have been a better day. Blue skies on a Sunday afternoon and the grass was as green as it could be. The game started off smoothly. We were up by two scores and easily going to score again right before halftime. My nerves were cool and I was in the moment of the game. A bootleg run play designed for myself had me running down the sidelines. As I felt contact I lowered my shouldered to avoid a tackle. But this felt different. I’ve been tackled many times before but my knee made it seem almost awkward.