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  "Shit shit shit.......," I grumble under my breathe as the trainer tries to stretch me out. He then wraps my inner thigh and places a huge bag of ice. 

  "Well," I ask glad that the torture has ended. 

  "My guess is a pulled groin. You need to go see your doctor and get it checked. You will probably be sitting out the next few games, but no permanent damage," Trainer Cody says patting my shoulder. 

  I nod. And look back to the field. My team needs me, our second string runner isn't that great. I groan in annoyance, alerting the team to my aggravation. I lay back flat on the blue mat. Just when we were getting a groove, I had to go get hurt. 

  "Hey man. We won't be without you for long, don't worry. Andy's arm is good, we will just switch to a passing offense," Luke says coming up to pat my shoulder. 

  "I'm just bummed, man" I grumble not really wanting the encouragement.

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