PHOTOGRAPH BY PATRICK SEMANSKY/AP IMAGES
PHOTOGRAPH BY PATRICK SEMANSKY/AP IMAGES

Last Updated on June 13, 2016 by Andre Loftis

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]Before kickoff on game day, in NFL locker rooms all over the country, players wait in line to drop their pants. We call it the T Train.

I play for the Baltimore Ravens, and if we’re at home there’s a small office sectioned off from the training room in M&T Bank Stadium that we use. If we’re on the road the visiting locker rooms don’t usually have sufficient space, so we just go to a corner of the training room. The T Train is nothing more than a bunch of really large guys waiting to pull their pants down to get shot in the butt with Toradol, a powerful painkiller that will help them make it through the game and its aftermath.

Instead of an injection, some players opt for an oral form of Toradol. The effects are the same, though, and can last through the next day. Some guys don’t feel any pain for two days. Of course, that’s the point of these drugs — they block out the pain and reduce inflammation. But they also temporarily mask injury. That’s not a good thing if you get hurt during a game — you might need to address your injuries right away. But you feel nothing, so you do nothing.[/vc_column_text][vc_column_text]We flew to Oakland that night. The Raiders were coming up in Week 2, and we had a lot to think about after our 19–13 loss to the Broncos. But I had other problems. The higher the plane soared, the more intense the pressure in my head became. I received a few doses of Tylenol, but the pain was unbearable and I suffered the entire night. The team doctors prescribed Ambien to help me sleep and Topiramate to ease my headache, but they didn’t seem to do much. On top of that, their list of possible side effects seemed endless: dizziness (I was already dizzy); weakness (I was already so weak I was having trouble walking through the hallways of our hotel); headaches (had that covered); weight loss (I’m an offensive lineman in the NFL — I need every ounce of my lean mass); cognitive problems (could be the drugs, could be the concussion); and most concerning, addiction. I was confused, and not just because I had a head injury. How were these drugs helping me?…Read more at theplayerstribune.com[/vc_column_text][vc_single_image image=”64686″ img_size=”full” alignment=”center”][vc_column_text]When I was playing college ball at Virginia, I tore my shoulder up in a game against UConn in 2007. I was blocking Dan Davis, a defensive tackle who had been my high school teammate in Plainfield, N.J. At some point in the game I had hit Dan and felt something shift in my shoulder — but there was no immediate pain. Why would there be? I had gotten a T-shot before kickoff. The team doctors examined my battered shoulder on the sideline. My labrum was destroyed. I played the rest of the year while being treated with a combination of pharmaceuticals and physical therapy. When the season was over, my labrum was surgically repaired and I began a steady course of opioids and anti-inflammatories.

Football is pain. There’s no way around it, and by no means am I complaining; it’s the sport I love. But make no mistake about it: For 60 minutes every Sunday, millions of fans are watching men in helmets and pads literally put their bodies on the line for the game. As long as football is played, athletes will seek a way to deal with the pain.

I’ve sustained many injuries since the Jaguars took me in the first round of the 2009 NFL draft. (My season was actually cut short last year because I had to undergo surgery for another torn labrum.) For almost every injury, I was treated with prescription opioids — which is standard operating procedure in the NFL.[/vc_column_text][vc_row_inner][vc_column_inner width=”1/2″][vc_column_text]Last season I suffered a concussion in Denver on the first drive of our first game. Initially no one noticed — not even me, really. I somehow played a few more snaps before I hobbled to the sideline at the end of the possession. But as I meandered to the bench the symptoms set in quick. I got dizzy. My head was throbbing. Immediately everyone who laid eyes on me — my teammates, the training staff, our team doctors — knew there was a problem. After just a single series, I was done for the day.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column_inner][vc_column_inner width=”1/2″][vc_separator el_width=”10″][vc_column_text]

As long as football is played, athletes will seek a way to deal with the pain.

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