I dont think people realize how hard I am on this boy, and if they do realize it, maybe they think Im obnoxious. Truth is, hes my only shot of raising a boy to become a man. I have to make him understand that nothing worth having comes easy, hard work is necessary, and that there will be moments when people wont believe in him, and how thats none of his business. They dont have to. What matters is that he believes in himself and that his mom and dad and his family, blood and non-blood, believe in him. I lay on my bed, and I tell my wife that I cant believe what I see every Saturday on the football field, or what I see every day at home. He trains, he eats, he does his work, he helps around the house, he truly PUSHES to be the best at everything he does, and it hurts him not to be. I dont know how much of that comes from his mom and me, but I will nurture that mentality always. 5 touchdowns today. 3 called back. Same as the last game. In 2 games, 10 TDs total. What people dont know, is that, after the game, after the long TD runs that get called back, we have to soak him in the tub and massage his legs for the soreness. Hes banged up and bruised... but the boy smiles big and can recollect every single play of the game. 2 OFFICIAL touchdowns, at least 4 back field tackles/sacks, 1 kickoff recovery... It may be the last time he plays for the black and purple. If he plays football at all next year, is yet to be determined, as some new interests have come up, amidst the changing of programs at Hiram. Well see. Its up to him. My kid. Our kid. #7. Killa Kam, aka Mr. Kill Everything, aka I Do It For The Doughnuts. We are proud of you, punk.
Posted on: Sat, 08 Nov 2014 20:59:41 +0000
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