When I hurt myself and broke my collarbone in college, there went my football career. My father had bragged to all his buddies how I was making it out and setting the family up. He had always been a hard man to please and his feelings usually came out when he hit the bottle. He blamed his old high school coach for not putting him in the championship game back in his day and pinned his hopes on me. When I came home over Christmas break he could not even look at me. I had a lot of pain in my back as well as my collarbone. He mumbled something about how I could not even do that right, get hurt. I was in an accident instead of on the field.