I think I did one of these once. It was my first game as captain in the reserves, after a plague of captain's curse ran through the seconds and seen me promoted from my post as deputy vice-captain. With the game hanging in the balance just prior to halftime i wanted to do something inspirational, so as i gathered a loose ball in the centre of the ground i tried to maori side-step my way through the oncoming traffic. My foot got caught on the ground and was folded backwards underneath me as two blokes piled on top. I was helped from the ground and whilst i had it strapped in the break and managed a few hobbles around the boundary, i couldn't convince the coach to just stick me in a forward pocket. My day was done.
I might've missed a couple of weeks, I think there was a bye round in there somewhere, and was pretty keen on getting back. I'd been to the club endorsed physio who took my money in exchange for the sound advice of "Its your ankle, the bit that's sore. If you're in pain, stop doing whatever your doing" and i spent a good half hour every training running the ultra sound machine over it (do they still use those?), getting this weird light skin level massage and being told by the trainer I should wrap it in cabbage.
I slowly ramped up my training, went from jogging to running, to running around corners, to joining drills all over the space of I'd say around 4 weeks. The whole time I was advised not to kick a footy, the pain was when the foot extended back. Somehow I got picked again despite not even testing out whether I could in fact kick on my right foot. It just seems bizarre looking back on it, but in the pre game warm up doing 15-20m run throughs I tried kicking for the first time and it was like I had dropped a really heavy medicine ball on my foot. A shot of pain followed by pins and needles running up my leg, the ball dribbled off a metre or so from my foot and before I could inform anyone who hadn't already witnessed it was time for me to perform my acting-captain duties once more and call out "tails". In any event I was past the point of no return, so I went back to the huddle and mixed up a few Kennedy sayings with a few of Barrassi's and proceeded to play out the match kicking only on my left.
If Laverde's is like what I did, he should still be able to keep reasonably fit. I'd just advise the club to put him through some sort of fitness test that actually tests the thing that needs testing prior to putting him back on the park.