Adamskii1916
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I had just came back from the game at Tallaght, my local club had just been crowned champions of the Republic of Ireland for the 16th time, and for the first time in over 16 years. It was a fabulous moment to be involved in, Gary Twigg scoring in the last minute to seal a 2-2 draw against Bray Wanderers, was just enough to beat our main rivals Bohemians on the final day on goal difference. This only made the day 10 times sweeter. I couldn't celebrate properly with the lads that day, as I had my own amateur game an hour later, this was also a big game. The regional cup final against our main rivals Collar Town F.C. The game kicked off, and 20 minutes in, i was given the ball on the left flank. I nutmegged the right winger, and flicked the ball over the head of the 6 ft 4 right back, but he had none of it. He closelined me, it was something like you would see in WWE. I landed on my head, and heard something snap in my body. I remained still, i was incapacitated. I heard the whistle blow. I then failed in a feeble attempt to move my head to see what was going on, Are you alright Shay? Oh he's ******. Call An ambulance!! All these things where ringing in my ears. I knew myself i was in deep ****. Millions of things were going through my head. "I'll never be able to walk again", "I'll die a virgin", "I'll never play football again". Moments later an ambulance arrived. The match had to be abandoned, as it took almost 40 minutes for them to get me on the stretcher and into the ambulance ...
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