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I just remembered a tale my old boss told me. His dad was a GP, and a keen rugby fan, and always acted as the doctor on duty at his local rugby ground. It was one of the bigger clubs, saracens or similar.
Anyway there was a really heavy tackle on one player who went down and stayed down. The coaches ran on, then signalled for the doctor. My mates dad went on, then signalled for the ambulance crew. They arrived and stretchered him off. My mates dad accompanied him into the tunnel, and into the dressing rooms.
The tackle was so hard he shit himself.
He showered, cleaned himself up, put on some clean kit, and jogged back on to the pitch.
Nobody in the crowd had any idea, they all thought my mates dad had magic healing powers.