Concussions Are Not Real

It was all black when I woke up on the ice, the first thing I saw was coach Jeff Ross looking down at me. “Well, that can’t be good. He’s done” Ross said.  

It was 6 A.M on a Sunday in January. I was just waking up. I was excited because I was playing hockey with my old travel team, The Maine Moose. The game was in Manchester, NH, so I slept the whole car ride there. When we got there at 9 A.M, I was the first one there and was soon greeted by all my old teammates who showed up later.

“Kapp, are you ok?” Ross asked

“Yeah, you good man?” the ref asked me

“Umm yeah? What happened.” I asked

“Do you really not remember anything?” coach Jim Raby asked me.

It was a typical Thursday in school, and one of my friends Luke , told me he had a concussion. I responded laughing to annoy him.

“Concussions aren’t real, stop being soft. We all know concussions were made up by the NFL to sell expensive football helmets.”

“Kapp, you’re a terrible person. I hope you get a concussion, and I’m going to laugh so hard,” he responded.

“Seriously coach, what happened?” I asked

“Do you honestly not remember? Ross responded.

“None, what happened?” I exclaimed.

“You got your head hit into the stanchion on the glass. A kid hit you and you went head/ neck first into it. You fell down and were knocked out and you started making a weird sound when you woke up. You may be concussed,” Ross responded.

When I somehow got off the ice into the locker room, I was greeted by my dad who asked Ross

“Hows he doing?”

“Ah not great, he’s done for the day” Ross said.

My dad continued to tell me what happened, and 20 times I would ask him again.

“It was like when Chara hit the guy on the Canadians” he continued to tell me.

When I returned to school two days after (which I don’t recommend), it was not smart. The head was hurting all day and I was not able to do a lot of work.  When I saw Luke he noticed something was different with me, mainly the mark on the side of my face.

“What happened to you?” he asked.

“You’re going to make fun of me.”

“Ha, you got a concussion.I told you you’d get one.”

“I can’t, I told him again those aren’t real”

When I got into the car, I immediately said

“I just got hit like what Chara did to the guy.”

My Dad continued to tell me how he just told me that many times in the locker room. After I closed my eyes and opened them I was back at my house and proceeded upstairs to rest. My dad told me how it was all going to be better and in a few days I will remember exactly what happened. But, to this day, four months later, I still do not remember what happened. Wow, maybe concussions are real after all.