I went out for the soccer team when I was a freshman in high school. It was a lot of fun that first day. We did a bunch of drills, pass the ball around kick with the inside of your foot, kick with the outside of your foot, stop the ball with your chest. Then we threw the ball to each other and hit it with our heads back-and-forth. It was a lot of fun. The second day we kicked the ball at each other and headed it back. And I and up paired with the captain of the soccer team. So he’s on the other side of the field and winds up and cranks the shot straight at my friggin head. It hit me on the forehead like a sledgehammer and I went down like Joe friggin’ Frazier. I couldn’t see straight till Christmas. That was the end of soccer for me.