Avenge Your Papa
High School Football Team.
*Jacoby POV*
"Alright team, lets get out there and show those Bulldogs whose boss!" Coach Jenson shouted as we ran onto the field. I wa pumped, but nervous. This was the first year that Matt and I hadn't been at the same school. Matt,Zacky, Brian, Johnny, and Jimmy all went to Huntington High across town, while me and Tobin were at OC. So that meant that I was facing Matt in a football game, because none of the other guys were on teams.
I sighed and tugged my helment on over my black hair. This was going to be interesting.
The game was going pretty well, the score 15-9 OC, which meant that we were winning. But our lead had nothing to do with me... I've been sitting on the bench all game, but I guess Coach thought I should get in. "Shaddix! Get your scrawny self on this field and play the best game of you life!" He shouted.
I gulped but nodded, pulling myself off of the metal seat and into the huddle. Our team captian, Marcus Lamar, was barking orders and plays. "Shaddix, Tanner will pass you the ball, and you'll run down to the end zone and seal in an OC victory." He said. I nodded my head again. I was beginning to feel like a puppet.
We called off our huddle and got into position. "DOWN, SET, HUT!" Game on.
I waited. When I saw the ball come sailing through the air towards me, I grinned, even though no one could see it. Maybe the guys, or even Kelly, were in the crowd. Kelly was my brand new girlfriend, ad I wanted to impress her. I caught the ball perfectly, tucking it into my chest and sprinting.
I dodged and weaved through the throngs of players, until I could see the yellow goalpost loom up in front of me. Then I felt impact. I hit the grass hard, my head bouncing off the ground. A familiar voice filled my ears, and a face to match, but I was dazed and my vision was swimmimg. "Aw man! Jacob, you alright? I didn't mean to flatten you... Bro, do you hear me?" I still could not put a name to the voice. "Hey Coach! I think he has a concussion! Want me to take his helmet off?" The un-identified person said.
"Go ahead, son" My helmet was taken off slowly, and the blinding pain that filled my head caused me to black out.
*Matt POV*
"C-Coach! He just passed out! W-What do I do?" I choked out. His face was pale. Sickly pale. Coach Allan and a couple paramedics rushed over, worry etched into their face's.
"Just step away, son. We have it covered!" One of the medic's said, trying to move me out of Jcoby's way, but I was not going to budge.
"Please. Let me stay with him. He's my best friend and he's like a brother to me... I have to be with him right now!" I pleaded as they loaded him onto a stretcher. They weren't even telling me what was wrong with him!
"Fine. Go tell your friends that your going to come with us to the E.R. and we will wait for you in the parking lot." He relented, not really paying attention. The injured Jacoby was his first priority.
"When we get to the ambulance, will you please tell me what's wrong with Jacob?"
"Yes, yes. Now go let your other friends know and meet us in the lot." He snapped, waving me away. I sighed and went off to find Zacky, Brian, Jimmy, and Johnny. The girls had already gone home.
When I found them, all I said is, "I'm going to the E.R with Jaoby. Catch you guys later." before runing off towards the parking lot.
"Come on kid, hurry up and get in the back and we will explain your friends condition." A medic called, ushering me over. They helped me into the back and sat me down on a seat. "Well, the good news is that the worst injury seems to be a concussion. The bad news is that the concussion is a pretty bad one, and he's still unconsious. Can you give me some info on him so I can make a file?"
I nodded and began to speak. "His name is Jacoby Dakota Shaddix. He is 16 years old and goes to OC High School. I think he weighs 180 pounds or so..." I trailed off when I noticed the Medic was not paying me any attention. I followed his eyes.
Jacoby's eyes fluttered open and he immediatly sat up, which caused him to groan and clutch his head.
"Jacob, sit down, dude! You've got a bad concussion, so just chill out!" I informed him. He obliged, lowering himself back down.
"W-Who hit me? I wanna know so I can beat the tar outta him! Snot nosed punk!" He spat.
Uh-Oh... I swallowed.
"I-It was me Jacoby. I ran into you."
"Alright team, lets get out there and show those Bulldogs whose boss!" Coach Jenson shouted as we ran onto the field. I wa pumped, but nervous. This was the first year that Matt and I hadn't been at the same school. Matt,Zacky, Brian, Johnny, and Jimmy all went to Huntington High across town, while me and Tobin were at OC. So that meant that I was facing Matt in a football game, because none of the other guys were on teams.
I sighed and tugged my helment on over my black hair. This was going to be interesting.
The game was going pretty well, the score 15-9 OC, which meant that we were winning. But our lead had nothing to do with me... I've been sitting on the bench all game, but I guess Coach thought I should get in. "Shaddix! Get your scrawny self on this field and play the best game of you life!" He shouted.
I gulped but nodded, pulling myself off of the metal seat and into the huddle. Our team captian, Marcus Lamar, was barking orders and plays. "Shaddix, Tanner will pass you the ball, and you'll run down to the end zone and seal in an OC victory." He said. I nodded my head again. I was beginning to feel like a puppet.
We called off our huddle and got into position. "DOWN, SET, HUT!" Game on.
I waited. When I saw the ball come sailing through the air towards me, I grinned, even though no one could see it. Maybe the guys, or even Kelly, were in the crowd. Kelly was my brand new girlfriend, ad I wanted to impress her. I caught the ball perfectly, tucking it into my chest and sprinting.
I dodged and weaved through the throngs of players, until I could see the yellow goalpost loom up in front of me. Then I felt impact. I hit the grass hard, my head bouncing off the ground. A familiar voice filled my ears, and a face to match, but I was dazed and my vision was swimmimg. "Aw man! Jacob, you alright? I didn't mean to flatten you... Bro, do you hear me?" I still could not put a name to the voice. "Hey Coach! I think he has a concussion! Want me to take his helmet off?" The un-identified person said.
"Go ahead, son" My helmet was taken off slowly, and the blinding pain that filled my head caused me to black out.
*Matt POV*
"C-Coach! He just passed out! W-What do I do?" I choked out. His face was pale. Sickly pale. Coach Allan and a couple paramedics rushed over, worry etched into their face's.
"Just step away, son. We have it covered!" One of the medic's said, trying to move me out of Jcoby's way, but I was not going to budge.
"Please. Let me stay with him. He's my best friend and he's like a brother to me... I have to be with him right now!" I pleaded as they loaded him onto a stretcher. They weren't even telling me what was wrong with him!
"Fine. Go tell your friends that your going to come with us to the E.R. and we will wait for you in the parking lot." He relented, not really paying attention. The injured Jacoby was his first priority.
"When we get to the ambulance, will you please tell me what's wrong with Jacob?"
"Yes, yes. Now go let your other friends know and meet us in the lot." He snapped, waving me away. I sighed and went off to find Zacky, Brian, Jimmy, and Johnny. The girls had already gone home.
When I found them, all I said is, "I'm going to the E.R with Jaoby. Catch you guys later." before runing off towards the parking lot.
"Come on kid, hurry up and get in the back and we will explain your friends condition." A medic called, ushering me over. They helped me into the back and sat me down on a seat. "Well, the good news is that the worst injury seems to be a concussion. The bad news is that the concussion is a pretty bad one, and he's still unconsious. Can you give me some info on him so I can make a file?"
I nodded and began to speak. "His name is Jacoby Dakota Shaddix. He is 16 years old and goes to OC High School. I think he weighs 180 pounds or so..." I trailed off when I noticed the Medic was not paying me any attention. I followed his eyes.
Jacoby's eyes fluttered open and he immediatly sat up, which caused him to groan and clutch his head.
"Jacob, sit down, dude! You've got a bad concussion, so just chill out!" I informed him. He obliged, lowering himself back down.
"W-Who hit me? I wanna know so I can beat the tar outta him! Snot nosed punk!" He spat.
Uh-Oh... I swallowed.
"I-It was me Jacoby. I ran into you."
4/23/13