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extended from his chest to his waist. The cracked bone didn’t heal. At practice sessions the following autumn, he didn’t feel right. The Black
Hawks wanted him to play, but a physician at the Mayo Clinic examined him and said, “If you were my son, I’d say, find another job; move
on.” Feamster worked out for hours at the gym every day, trying to strengthen his back. He lived with two other Black Hawk players. Every
morning the three of them would eat breakfast together, then his friends would leave for practice, and Feamster would find himself just
sitting there at the table.
The Black Hawks never gave him a good-bye handshake or wished him good luck. He wasn’t even invited to the team Christmas party.
They paid off the remainder of his contract, and that was it. He floundered for a year, feeling lost. He had a business degree, but had spent
most of his time in college playing hockey. He didn’t know anything about business. He enrolled in a course to become a travel agent. He
was the only man in a classroom full of eighteen- and nineteen-year-old women....
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This note was uploaded on 02/25/2014 for the course MGMT 120 taught by Professor Litt during the Spring '08 term at UCLA.
- Spring '08