It only made things worse.
Midway through the season, he took a hit that changed everything.
Helmet to helmet.
The kind of collision that makes the entire stadium go quiet.
Marcus didn’t get up right away.
When he did, something was off.
He stumbled. His eyes unfocused. The world around him seemed distant, like he was watching it through a fogged lens.
Still, he stayed in the game.
Because that’s what he’d always done.
