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It was a bright, sunny, hot day at the end of august. Our football team had an amazing offensive line as we were stacked with linemen each exceeding over 200 pounds. There were many pressures on us to be a very good team and they pushed us all very hard to be the best. Practice five days a week with lifting on the other two days, no days off was our motto! Our scrimmage had gone very well that day and as it was coming to an end, the starters were out and we were taking our pads off when I heard my coach yell from the side that one of the players got a stinger and he needed me back in. I threw my pads back on and went in. The play was called and the ball was run to my side. I threw my blocker off me and went for the tackle. As I threw my arms out to make the tackle I heard a tear in my shoulder and couldn’t move it. Everyone was shocked as I just laid there motionless. I wrapped up my arm in ice and was brought to a doctor where I underwent an MRI and was told that my labrum was hanging by a millimeter. There was absolutely no way I could play football unless I wanted to tear that mi…