Tuesday, February 25, 2014
Tuesday, February 18, 2014
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
I gladly let it in
Opening the door wide
A long three years it had been
Love sat on my lap in early October
as there was one thing to earn
Hard work was never a doubt
Reputation was lit, set out to burn
Your Trust was finally mine
The longest fight of all
Ups and Downs as everyone has
But the Risk was worth the fall
Love has no face
Until I look into yours
Over 2 years down
I"m ready for many more
Tuesday, February 4, 2014
I had gone home for Christmas break to my parents that I had a falling-out with the summer before. Our relationship was worse than bad. I couldn't stay there and many of my friends didn't come home that break. I ended up staying on the couch of my ex- girlfriend for part of the break. We were civil, but had no interest in making amends with one another. I had traveled home weeks before break for her birthday, stayed a few hours, we broke up after and I left back to school and in time for 5:30 weights and conditioning. January 14, 2009 I received a text from a number I didn't recognize. The asked if I wanted to meet up with this person. I didn't know what to say because I didn't know who it was. I made the joke of asking if it was in fact some kind of joke and the person was pregnant. Well 13 weeks later I still believed I was going to be a dad. I didn't know what to do, but I knew if it was true I was responsible for my actions. I got played for a fool. Maybe somehow I really did believe her, or I was at a point where I was that gullible. I gave up my dream to come back to my hometown and take care of the situation.
I had talked with a few guys I had played football against in high school and the got me in contact with the head coach of the football program. I had been recruited as a quarterback at this school a year prior. After a few weeks of conversation, I was awarded an athletic scholarship and signed my letter of intent to play football. I suppose I did this as a source of insurance in case I had been played. I arrived at the school after spring break to find out I was not having a kid, had been played, and gave up my dream. She transferred out the next term and I haven't seen her since.
That was 5 years ago roughly. Since then I became a 4 year starter on the football team, received academic all-conference awards, had two major injuries ( one of which ended my career) and played with the best football players this school has ever seen. We had our team banquet last week and I received the Most Inspirational Teammate Award. I was the only player on our roster who played as a freshman with guys known as the "Old Mounties." They were a different breed than the kids today. The entire atmosphere of life as a football player was much different than today.
So despite giving up my dream of baseball, I made it. I made the best of the situation I was both given and got myself into. A thank you might be too much, but whatever it is.... I made it.
Tuesday, January 28, 2014
Tuesday, January 21, 2014
I began today much like I did for the 8 years that I went there. I woke up around six o'clock in order to meet my dad to hitch a ride out. He teaches at the high school there so I wouldn't have to drive my pickup and use up my gas ( we all know how that turned out last time I had to go to class). The twenty minute ride out was much like it was back then. Listen to maybe twenty seconds of a song and he'd change it, then turn the volume off and sit there in silence; much like an athlete would preparing for a contest. I arrived and entered the new elementary. Although it's maybe half the size of the school before, it still holds the 100 or so students that attend comfortably. I walked in and had a great feeling about where I was and my purpose for being there. Students began to enter the class and of course were curious as to who I was, just as much as I was trying to guess who they were related to that I may know! They welcomed me and were eager to learn about me and once they found out I was had their same teacher, went to the same school, and was best friends with her son we had an immediate friendship. The rest of the day I helped them with work as they prepared for state testing. The funniest part was when I was moving about the room and took a seat next to a boy who had missed part of the morning. This was during a review for science when he kept glancing at me. Finally he whispered to me "Hey." "Yes," I replied. He followed "I'm part German," and smiled. I couldn't help but laugh and knew I was in the right place!
Tuesday, January 14, 2014
As I headed back to school with plenty of time to spare my pickup was acting up again. I checked the gauges and everything looked ok, and I had checked my oil when I had gotten home for lunch. I was running low on gas but I had tested it a few times and figured I would make it to class and get gas later. No more than two blocks from home my pickup begins lurching and bucking down the street. I rode the clutch to rev it a bit. Pedestrians and other drivers probably thought I was still learning to drive a manual transmission. 6 blocks from campus and my truck dies at a stop sign, so I start it back up and creep to the side of the street. I checked my clock and new if I didn't act quick I would be late. This ordinarily wouldn't be a problem except I had three hours with a professor who gave a lecture on professionalism and being on time. I had managed to be late the day before and had to report to him during one of our breaks.
So I began to panic, hoping I would make it to campus. I took a side road in the event I did completely break down. My parent's house is located between campus and where I was at this point. I figured I could possible get to their house and use the gas used for the lawn mower to limp my truck to campus. WRONG! One final lurch and my truck shut down right in the middle of the street. I didn't know what to do and there was no way I was going to be late again so I put on my hazards and sprinted for my parent's house. 3 blocks later I am scrambling through drawers trying to find the keys to our shed which of course is locked today. I find a key and sprint through the backyard to the shed and found a gas can. The can was completely full ( which is a rarity), 5 gallons in all. I didn't know what to do, so I picked it up, bear hugged it, and turned for my pickup. Sprinting 3 blocks with a full gas can between your arms isn't easy, and its harder to keep all the gas in the can as your running for your 'academic standing'! I arrive at my truck covered in gasoline and quickly put enough in to start my truck and speed off to school.
Normally when I see someone sprinting to class as the campus organs are playing, I think to myself- "Self, why would anyone run to class, there is no way its that important." Well I now know why! As the organ is playing the Star Wars theme song I am sprinting across campus hoping the clock in the class is slower than one that sets off the organs. I sprint up the steps and down the hall and rush through the door out of breath and covered in gasoline. I made it with less than thirty seconds to spare and was allowed to change my shirt too!