Short Story                Richard Coutts

On The Sidelines

        CRUNCH! A West End Rovers defender just ‘halved’ East End United’s star striker. He was in extreme pain, rolling about the ground with his legs covered in blood. His high pitched screams could be heard from houses in the next street. His leg was broken, the bone had completely snapped and it had ripped through his skin like a knife through cheese.  Everyone was very concerned for Craig Close; after all he had been the league’s top scorer for the past two seasons and was well on his way to making it three in a row.

        After Craig was stretchered off, the Red Cross workers did what they could to ease the pain of his leg but the pain in his heart was just as bad. Scouts from premier league teams had been watching him perform all season and rumours suggested that several clubs were in a bidding war for him.  By all accounts he had been performing well all season and he would be an excellent investment at the age 21.

        Finally the ambulance did arrive and took Craig to hospital.  He went under the knife and had his broken bone put back in its place. A cast was put on his leg so that it could heal but there was more bad news to come from the consultant.

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He said to Craig in a serious tone of voice, “ Well son, you have broken your fibula. Now it’s not all bad news, given the proper recovery time and treatment, you could be back in approximately a year.”

 Craig shouted angrily, “A YEAR! A YEAR! What am I going to do for a year? No one will want to buy a cripple! That’s my career over, flushed down the toilet, all that hard work, for what? The rest of my days at East End United?”

“Take it easy,” said the consultant, “I don’t see why you can’t get back ...

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