I should amend my post to say "most 10 yr olds" . I am not saying that it can't happen, what I am saying is people are making a biggger deal of it than needs to be. Every helmet has a warning sticker on it explaining the dangers of the sport of football. Every parent should do as they feel fit, but as for my family, my boys have had one concussion in all our years of sports and it was playing basketball. Jace took an elbow on a rebound, chipped two teeth. Didn't know anything about the trip to the state tourney or about the game. Since I sell team sporting goods for a living, I think I have some ways for him to recover a bit quicker and they worked. He was snowboarding the next weekend.
My favorite Knute Rockne story is his mother hating football. After she heard a tale of some boy in high school breaking his arm in a game, she demanded that little Knute stop playing that awful game. Being a god boy, he begged but obeyed when she held firm.
About 3 months after the ban, Ma Rockne heard a clamor of boys at her door, and when she opened it, there was little Knute with a broken nose. The boys all had baseball gloves and bats. Knute had a smashed nose from the 'safe' sport of baseball.
So he got to play football again.
I had read about Rockne's broken nose before I met Mr. Duffy {Note: names may be changed to protect the innocent}. He was a Notre Dame grad and retired from something or other and the barely paid first director of youth sports for my town when I was a kid. He was about 65 and had white hair. His version of the Rockne broken nose story was a bit more colorful than the version I read in a book written for boys. The best part of Mr. Duffy's version for me was his ending, which was that if Rockne had been Irish, he'd have gotten the broken nose the very next day after the football ban by sticking his face right into the first fastball in his vicinity, but being a dull Norwegian mama's boy he did nothing and got lucky, wasting three months of football.
One of the goodie two shoes boys asked Mr. Duffy, 'Do you mean we should disobey our mothers?'
And Mr. Duffy said, 'Son, obey your mama, but sometimes she will be wrong. The Mother of God intended for Knute Rockne to make Notre Dame the best football program in the country. Some things are just beyond mama.'
He must have seen the wicked little grins on some of our faces because he added, 'But don't any of youse jackanapes dare try to pull anything on me.'
And then he crossed himself while saying, 'In nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti. Amen.'