Anyways, my biggest L was back in HS. I'm an incoming senior in the football team and my time to shine and I was a starting slot receiver, then I broke my clavicle on the first week of camp. I was out for the rest of the season. I became a utility person transporting equipment, giving out water, cheering in games, recording 7on7s and scrimmages, etc, for the whole season. Quitting the team was always on my mind but that just looks bad on me, teammates might say I was only in it for the pride of being on the team rather than being an actual teammate. I was miserable everyday and when we lost during the playoffs, I didn't feel anything else but freedom. It was finally over, 4 years of HS football with my last year doing boring stuff.