In the winter of 2009 my entire life took a turn. It was my second term of college and participating on a college baseball team. I had worked my whole life to get to this point. I had put in hundreds if not thousands of hours practicing both with my various teams and by myself. Dozens of pairs of batting gloves, countless bats and cleats I had gone through to give me an opportunity to carry out a dream. I had be recruited to play quarterback, but I was born to play baseball. January 14, 2009 I will never forget.
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.