Diagnosis: Love
"Noah, that's not-"
"But you know, I still have football, and as long as I can play the game I love, I know I can keep on carrying on. Right? Because what's my option? I have no idea. But then I get a fluke hit in a game, and suddenly, everyone's telling me that football, the one steady and true love of my fucking life, is no longer an option for me. I can't play that game ever again. And bonus-now I've got a fucked-up knee that requires hours of painful therapy. So congratulate me, Emma, because I'm winning at life. This is the celebration. Party it up."
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