I was getting ready for the game. This game was going to be the biggest game of the season. Both of us were undefeated. And who even won this game would have a very high chance in getting into the playoffs. We needed to win this game. The whole gang and I were wrestling and just warming up. The rest of the gang does really go because they usually get jumped. But the would sometimes come in a big group because well then we wouldn’t get jumped. We finished up our little “Fight” and went inside to go and say go and get my parents. On the way to the field we got the usually names like Greaser but after awhile you just get used to it and move on. I was late as usual. We usually do warm up but i don't really like doing it, it just seems boring to me. …show more content…
But I did get a big hit to the head which it felt like I had gotten hit by a 2 by 4 going 100 MPH, and now was really starting to hurt but I did want to show it. My parents went home and the gang and I went home. Which now looking back at it was a pretty bad idea if you ask me. The rest had left because they had to get home or go do something else they really never went home I guess. I was walking home by myself which is a horrible idea especially where I live. I start to see the blue mustang. I knew what happen to johnny and I knew that this was going to be bad. They pulled up next to me and I really didn’t think anything off it but in my head I knew what was going to happen. The state of mind that I was in I really didn’t know what was going to happen I was all confused and I felt dizzy. But I knew what was going to happen. I was about to get jumped. I was pretty big. But i just could not with all of the people that they had with them especially with me probably having a concussion. I didn’t have a blade on me, I never really did. I tired to fight back but i just kind of let it happen because of the concussion. After they were done I was pretty beat