*New Story*
As you raced across the playing field, you encounted the figure of the opposing team. You charge at him, trying to preserve and keep the football in the hands of your team. You blink for a split-second, and you are face-to-face with the opposing team member. You quicken your haste with great fortitude, and slam your weight into the abdomen of the opposing player. You feel a sharp pain in your arm, but you see your team racing into the end zone. Your team gets a touchdown, yet your arm feels an unending pain. You dislocated your arm, yet it was for a win for your team.
Heh.