I played one year of football. It was at a brand new school, all freshmen and sophomores and our team was majorly undermanned. They had to put me at TE, which I liked, but I was undersized for the position build-wise... just tall and skinny. Despite lacking speed, I could hold my own catching passes with just about anyone, and blocking kids my age, but up against upperclassmen D-Lineman I never stood a prayer. Last game of the season I got my clock cleaned pretty good with a helmet to the jaw and got a mild concussion -- all the other TE's on the team were hurt so after a little while I came back in the game -- anyways, my coach comes up after the game and blames the loss on me (we lost by, like, 40 like every other f***ing game we played) so I told him to go f*** himself and quit.
I hate that I had to quit but that guy was just a world class dickhead and I was having nothing to do with him.