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Not a game I officiated in, but played. Flag football in college, played on a field they also played soccer on. They moved the soccer goals back about 15 feet from the endline. I line up on defense at corner covering a receiver for a team at about the 10 yard line. On the snap, this dude takes off like a bullet and I think, "he's running a decoy," so I check back to the QB. The QB is eyeing this guy, who I think will stop inside the end line. Apparantly, the team and the recevier didn't realize how deep they were (at night, not very well lit at all), and this receiver is running a post route looking back at the QB all the way.
By this time, I'm halfway into the end zone when I start looking for the receiver who just then goes head first into a post on that soccer goal. So I'm on him (ignoring the play, but I think the QB threw it long for him!). He's out cold. About 30 seconds later or so, he comes to, and I said, "hey, man, are you OK?" By this time, everyone is standing around him.
He looks around and says, "yeah, I'm OK, but where's my guitar?"
I said, "stay there and don't move" and someone hustled to find an EMT. They took him to the Quack Shack but I think he was OK.
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