The coach was impressed with my performance and had already suggested I practice with varsity. If I let him know I was having trouble, I would ruin my chances. After practice I went to the school trainer. He said it was just a muscle cramp and massaged my shoulder. All I could think about was how I wanted to tear out his white man's version of an afro, piece by piece.
Shoulder injuries are no joke when it comes to baseball.
My first trip to the doctor was far from successful. He tested my strength and could tell that I was obviously weaker on my right side. The soreness had grown worse and I had lost so much mobility that I could barely lift my arm over my head. Each test made me wince in pain. The MRI was long and painful but I felt as if it was going to repair me in the long run.