The room was filled with medicine and first aid treatment, as I opened the door and held Marek into it,helping him on a chair.I pulled the black athletic tape tight on his left ankle, keeping my thumb anchored over his lateral ligament.“Steady Marek,” I said, keeping my voice low and steady despite the pains caused by adrenaline on my ribs. “If I don’t fix your joint well,you won't get on those legs again and we’ll lose the first quarter.”“It’s the opponent game, Doc,” Marek muttered, staring down at his knuckles, which were already scraped red. “If we win Cole’s squad tonight, we secure a spot for the playoffs. I don’t care if my ankle snaps in half after the final whistle.”“I care.” I took the tape swiftly , moved it slowly and patted him gently on the back “And as long as your contract runs through Vance Sports Legacy, i will always decide what’s best for us,whether you step onto that grass or not so Warm up.”He nodded , rolling the joint once before jogging toward the tunne
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