Man Down

When the pile disperse and all but one rise, your heart stops when you realize that a man's down. You scan the jerseys checking if its your baby's number and then your heart bleeds when you realize its your color. Both teams on one knee the parents praying silently with their hands clinched. What was a roar just a moment ago is now completely silent. I'm not sure if we even remember to breathe. Applause erupt once he's up and we clap until he reaches the sideline. Tonight unfortunately the ambulance called as our man traveled by stretcher out. Tonight it wasn't just the two that the paramedics took, but also our senior boys that possibly played their last game. A sad end to a beautiful season, we played with heart. God Bless Americas sport for it keeps a community united.