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OsideGirl -> RE: Football, Hard Hits, and Kiddie Leagues (8/11/2012 3:49:42 PM)
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This is "M", OsideGirl's Master & Husband. Apologies for the wall of text, but it's mostly necessary. I played high school football and was very successful at it. In my senior year, I was an all-state linebacker and 2nd team All-American. I also went on to earn a full-ride scholarship to a California university. I didn't play Pop Warner or any of the junior leagues of youth football because we moved around so much when I was younger and didn't settle into a league. I had a game where I had 32 tackles. That single-game tackle record stands at my HS 30 years later. I'm proud of it. I will give you the good, the bad, and the ugly of my experience. The good: Football is, without a doubt, the greatest team-building sport there is. In no other sport does a young man (or woman, if she so chooses) learn the importance of putting team before self, doing your job well, protecting the man next to you. I won't be so trite to say football is war and football players are warriors, but there are a lot of parallels. I learned a lot about myself on that football field and gained a great deal of confidence and strength. I learned teamwork, honor and respect. There is a bond among men who have played football, we know these guys when we see them. It's in their walk. It's in their eyes. The bad: I got hurt. A lot. And some of it was bad. People ask me how many concussions I had playing high school and college football and I always say "1 or 2...............................hundred" That is not an exaggeration. We called it "Getting our bell rung". It's not uncommon to have it happen 4 or 5 times a game, 1 or 2 times a practice. Back when I played (late 70s-early 80s) we didn't think it was a concussion unless you lost consciousness or became severely disoriented. We now know that each of those "bell rung" incidents was a small concussion. We used to practice the answers to the concussion questions so we could remain in the game. Q "What day is it?" A: "Friday" (Had to be Friday, we were playing football) Q "How many fingers do you see?" A: "Two" Q "HOW MANY?!" A: "Three" (It's always either 2 or 3) Q "How you feeling?" A: "Good, put me back in" I once had a concussion so severe that I stopped in the middle of practice on Wednesday and looked around confused. Coaches and friends wanted to know what was going on. I asked "Where is XXXXXX (our opponent the previous week)?. They were saying "What are you talking about? We beat those guys!" Long story short, I got a concussion during a game on Friday night, lost all memory of the remainder of that night, Saturday, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday and part of Wednesday. To my perception, it was like someone flipped a switch. One moment I was in the stadium under the lights, the next moment I was on the practice field in full daylight. I remember tht precise moment vividly. I still don't have any memory of the 5 days I lost. I laughed about it then, but we now know that was a very severe concussion that could have been life threatening. I broke my collarbone, more fingers than I can count (they get stuck in facemasks), my nose and finally ended up getting a catastrophic knee injury that ended my collegiate football career. 30 years later, I have constant chronic foot pain, a knee that is sometimes excruciating to even straighten out, back and neck problems. Thankfully, I have no post-concussive symptoms. The ugly: There are some people who are around that game for the wrong reasons. (Coaches and supporters) They will prey on a young man's athletic talent and use him up, then toss him away like an old dishrag. The youth coaches tend to be old warriors who want to reclaim glory they once achieved on a football field, or worse pretenders who never got to that glory but want to live it through others. I had a game where opposing players kept going after my knees over and over again. (There's an unwritten rule that you don't do that) I realized that I was a marked man on that football field and they were trying to take me out of the game. On the next play, I went hard after the quarterback and broke his leg. Did I mean to break his leg? No, I did not. But I wanted him out of the game, to send a message. When we went back to playing, they were still coming after me with cheap shots. I ended up hitting their backup QB and giving him a concussion. There was no intent on my part on this particular play, but I knew enough to send a message even if I hadn't meant that particular hit in that way. I walked over to their sideline, looked the coach straight in the eye and said "You're gonna run out of quarterbacks if you don't stop trying to hurt me!" I got called for unsportsmanlike conduct and got a 15 yard penalty. On the next play, one of the players came out and said one word to me. "Truce". Performance enhancing drugs are prevalent in that sport, even today. When I played, steroids were so common that they weren't even kept remotely secret. I did them and they worked. I got bigger, stronger and faster. I also got meaner. The day I left HS for college, I was 6ft 2in 256 lbs. I had a 32 inch waist and could not wear jeans because my legs were too big. I ran a 40 yard dash in 4.6 seconds (very fast for a big man). Some of that was my own genetics and hard work, some of it was steroids. It was not uncommon at all to get an injury treated with a cortizone shot in order to get a player back into action. The problem with cortizone is that you cannot feel you are injuring yourself further. This is not near as prevalent in youth football as it is in higher levels. Would I play again? In a second. Does that make me a sick man? Nope, there are lots of other things that make me a sick man. Would I let my son play? I don't have any kids, but yes I would. I would be slightly hesitant to let them play youth football because coaching is so hit or miss. Better to have no experience than to learn bad habits. But a good HS program, I would have no problem with. I would make sure that they had the best safety equipment that money could buy, even if the school didn't provide it. Technique is everything. It is what makes you excel at your position and it is also what keeps you from getting hurt. I see so many injuries at the NFL level that are due to bad technique.
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