Double days in the heat, hour after hour in the weight room, 1000s of stairs and up downs, head wringing body battering tackling and blocking drills, sprints to do more sprints, broken bones torn muscles tendinitis to this day and that’s just the start. Putting your ass on the line in front of huge crowds with one side your family and friends and the other side your oppoinents. The pressure of being in the moment and doing the right thing some times but the wrong thing other times. Relying on the fragile comaraderie and fellowship with your teammates and coaches…. Win and your a hero and Lose and your a zero. I played D2 which is respectable and I have my niche in the football world but I damn well earned it. We were champions and that’s something no one can take away from me and my teammates. I do have a Son and I will be damned if I am going to sit idely by and let that possibility be taken away from him. He begins his football career next year and I can’t wait. Obama can go eat popsicles.

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