BREAKING NEWS:‼️ I know I’m a strong guy but what the doctor told me today concerning my injury made me to tears, my unavailability for Chelsea will cost my team so much,I can’t bear this pain anymore because this has always been our dream”, Levi Colwil reveals what the doctor told Him today ahead of new season This is really bad…why would such a thing happen to a young player like him
The news broke quietly—no cameras, no reporters, just the faint hum of an air conditioner in the doctor’s office as Levi Colwill sat with his hands clasped tightly together. He had walked into the room with his usual calm determination, expecting a routine update, maybe a short-term setback he could push through with grit. But the moment the doctor sighed and turned the monitor toward him, he felt the floor shift beneath his feet. “Levi,” the doctor began carefully, “this injury is more serious than we hoped.” The words came slowly, each one slicing through the silence like cold wind. For a second, Levi tried to blink away the sting in his eyes, but this time even his strength failed him. “I know I’m a strong guy,” he managed, voice trembling, “but what you’re telling me… it’s too much.”
He leaned back in the chair, staring at nothing as the weight of the verdict pressed down on his chest. Weeks? Months? It hardly mattered. All he could think about was the season ahead—the season he’d been preparing for with every bead of sweat in preseason training, every late-night session reviewing his positioning, every dream he’d carried since he was a boy kicking a ball around with his friends. Chelsea wasn’t just his team; it was the future he had fought for, the badge he wore with pride. “My unavailability will cost my team so much,” he whispered, rubbing his face with shaking hands. The frustration and heartbreak blended into something raw. “This has always been our dream… mine, the club’s, the fans’. How do I sit on the sidelines and watch it slip away?”
By the time he stepped out of the room, the early morning sun felt dim. Teammates passing by offered quick greetings, unaware of the storm swirling inside him. Levi forced a smile, but his mind replayed the doctor’s words over and over, each repetition cutting deeper. It wasn’t just the physical pain—it was the fear of being forgotten, the dread of disappointing the people who believed in him. He had always been the fighter, the dependable one, the kid who rose through the academy with grit in his lungs and hope in his stride. Yet today, for the first time, he felt small—just a young player facing a mountain he didn’t know how to climb.
Later, alone in the dressing room, he sat in silence, listening to the distant echo of boots hitting the training ground. Every sound reminded him of what he was about to miss. He clenched his jaw, tears blurring the blue of his kit. “Why would such a thing happen now?” he muttered, voice cracking. “Why to someone who just wants to give everything?” He pressed a hand over his heart, as if trying to steady the ache inside. Football had given him joy, purpose, and belonging—but today, it showed him its cruelest side.
Still, beneath the pain, a small flame of determination flickered. Maybe he wasn’t ready to stand tall yet, not today. But Levi Colwill had never been the type to surrender. The road back would be long, but he promised himself—through the heartache, through the doubt—that he would return stronger, not just for himself, but for Chelsea, for the fans, and for the dream he refused to let die.
