I have a similar sad tale. Sophomore year, first game, first play I’m in for I sack the QB. Second play one of the fat kids up front, teammate is pushed over into the side of my right knee.
I limp off after the doc wiggles my knee back and forth. It looked bad from my angle. Spent the rest of the night on the bench. Game over & I look around. No coaches, just a couple friends from the team so I hobble the 1/2 mile back to the school.
Monday we’re back in the same docs office. He again wiggles my knee. Tells me and mom that I’m good to go on Friday and sends us on our way. Once outside I told my mother that there was no way I could play, I knew my knee was messed up.
She calls her cousin who is married to a doctor with privileges at Mercy. He calls an orthopod there and I have an appointment on Wednesday. On Thursday I underwent a 5 hour reconstruction.