A few days before my reunion with UConn he was involved in a car accident. While he was driving home, an under-aged driver struck his car on the passenger side. UConn was fortunate to come away with no abrasions or major injuries, but his Lawyer suggested regular trips to the physical therapist to have his back treated for stiffness. We agreed at our re-union to play his summer workout schedule by ear because of these appointments and his work schedule.
When UConn started working out with us, he was woefully out of shape. I expected this since he hadn't played competitively in a year. Surprisingly, he fought through his physical state and kept up with the intensity of our workouts. UConn seemed to have turned a corner. Coming out of high school, he would've found every excuse to get out of a workout. The new and improved UConn was encouraging teammates to go harder even though he was weezing. I loved it...until the following Monday rolled around.
(Phone call from UConn)
UConn: Coach, I'm just calling to let you know I can't make it today.
Me: What's up? Is everything okay?
UConn: I kinda hurt myself this weekend.
Me: What happened?
UConn: I went fishing this weekend wit my fam and I cut my heel.
Me: Can you walk?
UConn: Yeh.
Me: Are your arms still functioning?
UConn: Yeh. Why?
Me: I'm trying to understand why you have to miss a workout session because you cut your heel.
UConn: It hurts real bad. Every time I take a step it stings.
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