As the days went by everybody started to asked me what was wrong. The people around me were starting to see that I wasn't the same player anymore. Every exercise I had to do and every ball I had to kick was just unpleasant to me. I just couldn't support the pain anymore. My dad started to ask questions too, and I kept telling him that everything was fine. At that time I was just going through a lot of emotions and I didn't know what to do. I didn't wanted to tell my dad about it, because I know that he would of get mad at me for not telling him before and he wouldn't let me play any of the coming up games. I really don't know what I was thinking. My mind was just blank and I never realized that I was just hurting my self even more. The day of the first championship game was getting close and I just couldn't stop thinking about it. It was a really important game for me and my team and I definitely didn't wanted to miss.
Finally the day of that game arrive. I had many thought and feelings flowing on my head. I really wanted to play in the game but I wasn't sure if u should of, because of my knee. I just didn't know what to do, it was such a hard decision for me. I didn't wanted to let my team, coaches and parents down, but I didn't want to get hurt anymore. The minutes before the game were endless. I couldn't stop thinking about it and when I finally decided to say something to my coach, he walked in the looker room and called me to the side. I thought that that was the chance for me to tell him about my situation, but even before I open my mouth he said " Felipe: your work in the field is going to be very important for the team today. I want you to show leadership to your teammates and do everything you can to win this game". I don't know why, but I didn't say a word to him. I just kept shaking my head up and down agreeing with everything that he was saying. Now I regret that moment. I wish I could of have the courage to tell everybody about what was going on with me.