Final Blog Post

The Life Plan of Rey Serrano

 

Introduction

Oh man… it has finally come down to this, the moment I’ve been waiting for since I was born and never knew it would come. The day I start coming up with a plan to see my life out from here after high school. I’ve always wanted to be the next Ray Lewis in the NFL in due time, to be “the dude” on the defense, so far the dream of that has been coming closer to success day by day slowly but surely…but then again, everything backfires at some point whether it’s physical or emotional. So where do I go ifwhen I lost everything when it comes to football, what’s my backup plan if the sport I love doesn’t work out with me for some reason?

That’s where it begins… that question that bounces around my head every now and then. I can tell you this, I’m fully prepared for anything no matter what it is because unlike others, backup plans are my thing. Besides being a professional athlete one day, the other things I want to do for a career are majoring in sports medicine/kinesiology or seeking a career in the acting arts, become like the next legendary actor or something. I’ve already enrolled in Mesa College ( “The Juco Route”) and do small time shows at theatres in San Diego to help me out with pursuing these various careers. I’m actually in the process of moving out and living on my own in a condo I have invested to in Rancho Bernardo since it’s close to where I’m going to school at. So… let’s get down to it shall we?

 

Emotional Wellness

 

Emotions for me have been on an interesting journey for the past 18 years of my life here on Eearth. Will I say that I have had a perfect emotional upbringing compared to others up to this point?.. No, that’s just not the case for me. You see, the past that I endure has taken a grand toll on me, making me view everything around me in a different lightinsight compared to others. In a sense, it has made me stronger than ever….but at the same time it has also made me weaker than ever when it comes to certain things. A friend once told me that there’s no such thing as man being built like an iron wall, with no chance of him being torn down, physically and mentally; the reality is that we’re all broken down in our own unique ways and the best thing we can do is find pathways to make us not as vulnerable to emotional downfalls. For me personally, I have had my fair share of major downfalls that have made me believe that I couldn’t come back from it… ……until I found my purpose again.

So the question that arises from that is how did I manage to pick myself up again, to find my way out of the shell I was in? I can go on forever about what actions I have taken to make myself emotionally balanced again but tTo make it a brief andbut oh so sweet I’ll list the major aspects of it. The first thing I would like to share is remembering the reason I play football, the reason why I put myself through the rigors of the gladiator sport, the reason I have a burning compassion for it greater than those around me, the reason that it keeps me alive and standing…… the reason I made a promise to a passed teammate on the gridiron itself. The second aspect I will list is the help through my teachers meditation application called insight timer , helping me calm my nerves and thoughts whenever I feel like I’m going to break downbreakdown hard; using it for the past 4 months now twice a week or in some cases 3. The last thing I will put forth that has helped me increasingly is my love and care for my two younger brothers, who I will do anything for in order for them to become the best they can be in the right way…. Those two, no matter what, are the peace to my mind and heart whenever it seems that everything has gone to chaos internally for me. I will continue do everything I can to assure my future of being emotionally strong enough to succeed in whatever I do.

 

Environmental Wellness

In terms of the environment I have lived in so far, it’s safe to say it hasn’t been too attractive or eye catching as one would say. I have had my fair share of surroundings, from being born in the beauty of Puerto Rico to the broken down and crippled communities of The City of Victorville. I’ve seen the best and the worst it can be for people and the environments they live in, but what concerns me the most is how we as people blindly contribute to the ugliness at hand. The reasonWhy I say this is due to how we say we’re going togonna stop polluting but after a week of doing so, we just end up giving that resolution up. I’ll be honest, I have been like that a couple of times myself throughout my life but iIn the past few years I have changed my mindset regarding the environment and what I can do to aid it. I have taken an interest in taking part in beach clean ups for a while now since I absolutely love the Ocean and shores, me being part polynesian as well. I’m always shocked by how much trash I find after a 2 hour time period of doing so, there was this one time I gathered up to 6 pounds at Newport beach which is awful. I have also planted a 12 trees across San Diego with my most proud planting being located in Julian, which has started to look amazing in its stage its in right now. One last thing I would like to add to all of that is my regular habit of recycling whenever I can since we are indeed running out of precious metals around the world, I know its basic but in my mind the smallest of things can have a lasting impact if done right.

 

Financial Wellness

 

This particular subject at hand has been quite a new field of interest for me since I just started look after myself financially. I’m currently working at a different location for UFC Gym, earning about 15 an hour which is considerable for a pay grade. The honest truth however is that I’m a horrible saver when it comes to watching what I buy, as far as blowing my whole paycheck in one day. At the moment in terms of what I have, I’ve earned about 6,000+ to hopefully help me out with seeking a small condo in the Rancho Bernardo Area which is closer to the Juco I’ll be attending in the fall(Mesa College). What has helped me greatly in understanding all of this, our teacher Mr. Stuckey had us take on a budgeting project in which we have to prepare a living situation with a partner. Nelson and I put ourselves in a situation where we were at the peak of our professions earning great amounts of money, sure it was a hard to believe situation but it helped with giving me an idea of how to apply it to reality. As of now, I feel pretty comfortable with how everything will play out for me in this particular life trait now having the knowledge to survive.

 

Occupational Wellness

When it comes to this aspect of my own life up to now, I’ve only been focused on one thing to fulfill this part of my ongoing personal life. Ever since I was five, All I ever wanted to do for the sake of myself and those that I love dearly is become a professional football player one day to become the providing father mine never was. I know it’s a very far fetched thing to accomplish since the percentage rate of this being fulfilled for anyone is about 1%(hell even lower when the odds seem even more impossible), but when you have a motivated mindset like mine the littlest of things become larger than life itself. Then again, you have to look at the greater reality in terms of how i’ll provide for myself till then. At the moment, I don’t have a job anywhere but recently my folks at home applied me to target and chick fil a, just waiting for them to call back for an interview. I tried to work with pops before in the gym business but he said I was too young and sales isn’t the best fit for me. For now, I believe the best thing for me to do is just evaluate everything going on around my life and see where that gets me in terms of finding an occupation that can provide me with the life (jobwise) that I am truly happy and comfortable with.

Physical Wellness

Ahhhhhhh, the most interesting part of my life in terms of physical health and look, as you can see I’m quite excited to express myself about it……not really, well sort of, I don’t know. So what has it been like for me for the past 18 years or so when it comes to my health, well the best thing I can say is that it has been like a very out of date roller coaster trying to still operate. I’ll start back in 6th grade since that’s when most kids start to look after their health, at least that’s as far as I know. Back then I was in pop warner as an offensive and defensive lineman, so what that meant for is that I had to be a bit on the heavier side to be able to play the position but no, I wasn’t what one woud say “Fat”. I didn’t really have to deal with any health issues at the time, till I got myself caught up in a mindset that I’ll further talk about in the spiritual wellness section. So after all that for 2 ½ years, my freshman year after the season I took a drastic change on my physique and health awareness. I was at 210 pounds but went down to a toned out 185, let me tell you that I was a damn good looking son of a bitch from the bottom up at the point of my life. I felt a sense of cleanliness that I don’t think I’ll ever get back, but what I didn’t realize was that it made me somewhat weaker since I didn’t have that lineman load anymore…..till I started football in a completely different position. I started playing Linebacker and Fullback during my JV year here at Vista(Wasn’t supposed to play JV since I was a Varsity level competitor but CIF made me go down), and my god, I was dominating like it was nothing due to how in shape I was football wise….like a different breed of sorts. So then comes Junior year where everyone’s counting on me to be the boss vista needs, so I take my workouts and diet to the extreme. All of that got me to a very heavy 235 pounds….however all the supplements and over exhaustion of my body got me injured with a hamstring and quad pull, costing me to miss half the season. So here we are senior year…in all honesty I had to tone down my workouts and intake of food so I’d be able to play the entire season, wasn’t as strong as last year but still powerful enough to dominate everyone on the field and get the looks I needed for college ball. So where am I at now in terms of health wellness, I think the best way I can put it is a hybrid of my sophomore and junior mentality which I can see is benefitting me greatly. Today, I’m at a toned out 240 pounds and as one would say, strong as an ox but this time around the right way so I can keep all together and not prone to injury.

 

Spiritual Wellness

My spiritual stability has somewhat maintained an even path throughout the years, so there’s nothing much to really elaborate on….but I would like to share a time in my life where I stopped believing in anything, taking on the mindset of that nothing is good or worth giving a damn for. It was at this moment of of my life where I was at the lowest point of my entire well being physically and spiritually. I was in 8th grade at the time, barely turning 14 but had the maturity of a 18 year old due the rough upbringing I had to endure, playing in my 5th year of pop warner and 8th overall year of football. I had a one of a kind brother in arms type friend who was with me since the beginning of my journey in the sport, his name was Salo Ta’unga #8 of the Victorville Cowboys….Look, I want to keep this short as possible because Its a subject that has taken a toll on me in terms of sharing it at any given time. He lost his life in a shooting occurring during our championship game due to the soreness of the other team we played, from that point on my whole world that I knew turned to black. I would like to reference this part of the story to another work of mine called “FREEDOM” , which is a more detailed explanation of how bad my downfall was. Beyond this low point in my life, my spiritual part of me has greatly recovered as I continue to attend services at my church, which is a place I would consider my peace of mind as much as football.

 

Graduation Speech

I never knew this day would come, always felt that life is just cruising along at a slow pace for all of us to be able to embrace everything going on around us. Now here I am, giving my graduation speech right before I set out into the real world ahead. From the very moment I started my journey, I knew that I was going to have a rocky road to embark on educationally and physically. Life has thrown some pretty heavy blows at me, knocking me down to points of no return…but I always managed to fight my way back out. I have lost many friends and family throughout the years which has drove me off course from staying on the path, but I always found new ones to fill in those voids. I have lost many battles with seeking an identity that fits me best that no one can take from me, but I believe I found my purpose in the life god has given me. Do I still struggle with trying to keep a balance in my life, yes I do, but that’s all part of being human. I would like to thank everyone that has supported me up to this point and kept me from failing to reach this moment at hand; Mom, Dad, Noah, Santana, Grandma, Grandpa, Uncle lee, Uncle Marty, Messiah, Carlos…. The list goes on but those people are in a better place now. I would like to thank the lord himself for giving me the tools to carve out the life I wish to have one day and for forgiving me for all the wrongs I’ve committed before. Life is truly too short to waste for how fast it really goes by, to all my colleagues here today, believe me when I say this, Make everything count no matter how big or small it is, even when everything is against you at any point of time shake it all off and know everything gets better day by day, with a big ol smile to top it all off.

Health Fair(Anti Bullying)

This recent learning experience of mine for the past month in a half has been somewhat of peaceful and reminiscent one. The subject me and my partner Erick tackled was based on the universal idea of Anti-Bullying, how it has taken a strong impact on many peoples lives of all ages, including mine in the past. So before we decided upon the audience, we had a long argument about who it would have a stronger impact on and where most of the bullying happens at, that´s when we started to share personal experiences regarding the topic. The main common thing that came out of it was that most of it was based on our younger elementary days, from there we came to a conclusion to speak out to the elementary school audience where most bullying concerns rise up from. The gathering of evidence to do so was fairly easy since we wanted to make the message being conveyed easy to understand, with most of what we found being from websites created by parents of children victim of bullying. So after everything regarding the information was out of the way, we went on to illustrate it with large pictures and colorful lettering so the kids would appeal to it even more.  The brochure we tried to make on the other hand didn´t come out the way we wanted it to sadly since we didn´t understand how to make it a full fledged tri fold design. The final outcome of the experience was that the kids were insanely invested in our message and didn´t stop with questions and compliments, which brought a sense of accomplishment and happiness knowing that I changed a youngins view of everything when it comes to the treatment of others around them.

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How To Play Inside Linebacker


My name is Rey Serrano ILB for Mesa College and soon to be alumni from Vista High school. Today in my blog, I´ll be giving you a personal insight on how to play my position in American Football. First, let´s get one thing out of the way, you have to know what it takes to play football mentally and physically, if not then what´s the point of reading this post? Ok, now that´s out of the way let´s get into the juice of it. I´ve been playing the sport for a long time now, spending most of it as an offensive/defensive lineman, till the middle of my freshman year when they moved me to Linebacker feeling that I would excel even further there which I did as promised. It took a minute to get the hang of it but now I have the full grasp and improve upon it day by day. Here´s my personal way of of learning how to do so.

Inside Linebacker:

  • Be the boss, Play like a Boss, Dominate like a boss
  • Understand the route tree and the route combinations receivers will use against the defense
  • Be the hardest hitter on the field and know that you are the main tackling  leader
  • Be Smart and understand offensive gameplans, knowing when it will be a pass or a run play
  • Read the O-lines blocking paths which will help you understand where the ball is going
  • Be Intimidating and vocal
  • Have no fear of taking on blocks or going up against highly skilled runningbacks and recievers
  • Be fast and ¨strong as an ox¨
  • Be the leader the defense needs to succeed
  • Have fun with it, if you don´t then you won´t get the full shape of it

“I’m No F-ing Terrorist.”

Throughout my time as an American for 18 years now, I have seen my fair share of racial discrimination amongst each other, either for the popularity or the fear one holds inside. Most would say African Americans get the worst of it, constantly being verbally beat down for where they live, how they look, the way they speak, the things they eat, hell the list goes on and on. In a sense, yes, I do agree with that belief, but from my own personal experiences it appears to me that people who have some kind of middle-eastern ethnicity to them are automatically labeled as “terrorists waiting to blow up a school”. Have we grown that ignorant as citizens, to believe in the idea of discrimination to protect yourselves or are we just a country filled with racists.

I once had a friend back in freshman year named Majiid. Truly was one of the nicest kids there was in the school, always willing to help others no matter if it was school or life itself, truly was a real “human”. One day when I arrived to class, I noticed that he wasn’t present and knowing him he was always on time. So I decided to sacrifice attendance for one day to look around for him to see if he was just roaming freely, but what I found wasn’t the Majiid I knew. I found him on the bathroom floor in the corner crying and appeared to be done just cutting himself, so I went over to ask him why was he like this, who hurt you, you know, the usual questions you’d ask at a time like that.

I can’t deal with this anymore Rey, Why can’t they just listen to me when I say I’m no f-ing terrorist!”

“Aye man. I know what you’re dealing with, trust me,It ain’t easy being a must like me in life nowadays.”

“Maybe I should be like those guys.. just end it here and ki-”

“Don’t. You. Dare.”

From that point on I had the longest talk in my life in effort of saving a life being taken from a state of mind like that. Racial discrimination isn’t a fucking joke to be played around with freely for entertainment, especially when it affects innocent minds like Majiids. Before I get backlash for this, saying how I’m a hypocrite of sorts, I’ll admit that I have had my own share of this type of “humor” but do I regret every single thing I said, oh absolutely. Look around yourself and stop for a minute to take in how racist and ignorant we have become as a society, shit you have 11-year-olds screaming the n- word freely like there’s nothing to be ashamed of. You have people making youtube pranks about the stereotypes of certain races, such as muslims carrying backpacks being seen as potential bombs waiting to go off or African Americans always being seen as potential robbers waiting to pounce on someone. Where’s the humor in making a race look like the worst that humanity has to offer, I don’t see it.

What I have taken from Majiids incident is that people of different color are hurting. You don’t necessarily need a baseball bat or a loaded gun to hurt another. In fact, the deadliest weapon there is around is a person’s way with words. A simple joke can lead to either that person hurting themselves or possibly harming others around them. Will the discrimination of other races end, from what’s going on with this whole Muslim Internment Camp proposal going on, it seems America will continue to live on as racists to the bitter end, no matter how many lives are lost in its tracks.

Pride And Tragedy (20% #1)

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Everyone has their own personality, separating themselves from the people around them to either be unique or shut them out from discriminating the individual. Everyone has their moments of vulnerability feeling as if life has given up on them, weaker than a twig in the pressure of a hand. Everyone has their own type of life at home, either having the blessing of the silver spoon or the horrors of the lower end of society. Everyone has the right to be themselves in the life we all live in, but is it that simple to just leave it as that, to go outside and be proud of who you are despite the shit you’ll get thrown at you in an effort to change you? Well, for most cases, that’s the way it goes because no one wants to feel like the odd one out. My life in general has been a rollercoaster of changes, happiness, tragedy, depression…and redemption. Have I given in to that ideology of conforming for change or Have I been prideful enough to know I’m no ones moral slave and chosen to remain who I am.

I am Rey Serrano, in terms of the life I have lived so far, its fair to say that I have received the wrong end of the stick. I’ve had my own set of moral downfalls and risings that have shaped me into a complex figure. My emotions remain bitter daily for that I have become numb to many common feelings one would get due to the constant mental beatdowns that I have received. I have changed my persona throughout these 18 years, constantly battling internally of whether I should go back to the hardened thug that I was or remain the peaceful and optimistic character that I am today, it’s not for the popularity bullshit that plagues youngins minds, it’s more for my moral beliefs that I strongly stand by. I have experienced one too many losses within my family and friends, either to the wretched cancer virus or to the bullet of anothers weapon, many of it leading to my own self destruction at one point of time. I have juggled with the idea of suicide quite a few times, closest I have ever been to it was when I nearly OD’d back up in Victorville due to depression. Football can only do so much in terms of keeping you emotionally on track, no matter how much I love it it didn’t save me from getting wired up on a hospital bed.

I was told once that My life has made me a “beautiful human being”,  saying that its rare to find someone with so much pride and tragedy that’s still standing. At first, I scoffed and walked away from the conversation but then it hit me, she was right. Usually people who have gone through that type of shit end up dead or in a mental hospital…yet I’m still alive. Maybe society has changed me, not for the satisfaction of others but rather for the better of myself. It’s mind-boggling to see where I go from here morally at this point, but wherever I go, it makes me beautiful in the end.

 

“…Where To Move To Next.”

Even through all of the havoc that I caused in pop warner for the next 6 years, there was one piece of sanity that I had in my earlier years of game. That piece of sanity was my childhood friend, since I was in 3rd grade, Salo sporting the #8 jersey. He was the reason behind why I wasn’t kicked off the team earlier, for not almost beating some kid from a different team to death, for not getting arrested for mental instability, shit come to think about it, he was the reason I didn’t lose myself to my mental. Kind of like a savior of sorts that’s a rare find in a life like mine.

I met Salo in the principals office right after getting in trouble for stirring up a fight in class, forgot what it was about though. He was the first one to spark the conversation with the funniest thing I have ever heard at the time, “If your nose gets any bigger, my family would know where to move to next.” Usually when someone says something like that to you, you would want to go over and fuck the person up, but to me he was speaking the truth, I do have big ass nostrils under my nose. After I was done laughing, I replied with ,”Ms. Watz, I thought we were going to the zoo next week, why is that monkey here?” The lady(Ms. Watz) that was in the office told me to shut up, but I believe Salo was causing more noise then me with his ugly but lovable laugh. From that point on, we became the closest thing to brothers that we wish we both had, even if that meant causing the  same amount of trouble wherever we went and getting slapped by our moms just as much as the other.

When it came to football, Salo and I were like the defensive dynamic duo. Wherever we gone, we literally brought “hell on earth” by the way we played. Whoever I tackled, he would be right there to get a crushing hit in on a different area of the body, and vice versa(with me being a bit more aggressive). Always putting on a show for the families that came to watch the 4-8 (me being #4) rip the other team a new one. At this point, it was the closest thing we felt to being like superstars of a professional team of sorts.

It all sounds good right? Like, what can possibly go wrong? Well.. Everything I knew, was about to change within my last year of Pop Warner..

 

 

Vista Aid & Co.

In my own experiences in life, I’ve come to learn about the cruelty of life and society as we know it. How the simplest of things can turn for the worst and become something that ends ones life, both literally and non-literally, in an instant. Money to me is like the sweetest poison there is, everyone wants all of its taste and luxury but end up destroying themselves for having too much of it. Next thing you know, society spits you out into the streets with nothing but a pair of clothes and a sleeping bag. This is what most of the homeless you see out on the sidewalks regret daily, for giving in to that greed for the green. But I have a proposition to help amend those wounds they have garnered from the tragedies money has brought upon them.

That proposition is Vista Aid & Co. Our job is to help the homeless re-realize the happiness of life again, even when everything around them is against them without any profits. We want to make them feel as if they’re part of something special, like a family of sorts. Our methods of doing so include providing food, shelter, moral support and weekly activities at brengle park if they choose to take part in them. Most of the time however, our agendas of what we’re doing is based at our home location, we embrace the idea of being homebodies fully. One may ask,” How do we get our finances for all of this?”

Our financial methods are all done through donations and fundraising activities;Cookouts, Car washes, marathons, etc. We also seek endorsements from various shops within the local area in regard to food, furniture and clothing with our biggest supporters coming from Vista High School and Filibertos. When it comes to seeking federal aid, we wish not to as much for personal reasons, but from time to time we’ll ask for financial help. Most of our funds are being saved to hopefully build a 3000 sq. foot homeless shelter in the future.

Our main staff consists of myself(Reymar Serrano), Andrew Donham, Ricardo Nelson and Christian Gonzalez, with myself being the President/CEO/Event Planner. We all pay an combined amount of $500,000 yearly to financially support the organization, with secondary staff paying $200 if they wish to work for Vista Aid & Co.

 

“What’s Your Name Kid?”

Few years down the line, my moms developed the mental capability to make the transfer from flag football to tackle football…You know… when it came to my first day of ball, let’s just say not everything is as easy as what the television or radio depicts it as. See, the athleticism and understanding of work ethic was there already, no big deal right there. But the attitude… knowing who I was as a kid, hell even today,  was going to be my downfall as a player under a coaches wing. You know how coaches are with their techniques and all that other swagger to them; getting in players faces, downgrading them in an effort of trying to get them better, making them run extra laps and shit, the usual treatment. Me being the little righteous kid I was, the moment the coach was in my face, I spat in his face and told him to “fuck off”, wouldn’t expect to hear that from a innocent 8 year old huh? Well, step in my shoes for about a second and you’ll know why I wasn’t no ordinary 8 Year old kid with a stuffed animal in his grasp.

This went on for the next two weeks for me at the time, I had no capability of letting another person of any kind tell me to do something different from what I was doing . A term used for kids like that is called being “Uncoachable” or perhaps “Undisciplined”, I was both no doubt. It isn’t easy letting pride down, especially when you have to live through the shit thrown at you daily from the world around, just to change yourself for the better….but all that mattered to me is kicking someones ass rather then becoming a gentleman in a pair of pads and a helmet.

One day, there was this man that came to the team in order to fill in for an ailing  head coach at the time, The man was what my moms said “A big mufucka”(Sorry for the language, its a blog right?).  The first thing he did for his job was break apart a fight going on with me and a teammate, forgot what it was over, literally picking us up from the back of our pads like ragdolls. He threw the kid to his pops and told him to go home, but me, he took a good moment to just look at me and try to figure me out. Next thing you know, he chuckled a bit and asked,”You have one hell of a fire for a 8 year old, whats your name kid?”

“My names Reymar.”

“And?”

“My names Reymar, Coach.”

“My names Coach Boo, and your my starting Defensive End young man.”

 

Beginnings

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¨Don´t give up on that dream…For me and you Rey…¨ -#8

From time to time, I get asked how long I have been in the game and why I choose to put my body through the rigors of the game. Most of the time, I just say long enough and because I like to hit, but then there´s those times where I sit down with a person and share my story around Football.  I tell them about the happiness it brought to me and the everlasting pain it introduced to me to at a young age, how it made me compassionate beyond proportions. It all began in 03´, back at my cousin’s house for the Ravens @ Chargers game on TV.

I was five at the time, just getting to learn about the world and everything going on around it. I didn’t know any thing about sports, media, or politics. I just knew how to make a figure out of lego bricks. I remember hearing my folks in the house screaming at the TV due to the game that was playing, being the curious kid I was I went into the house to see what they were going on about. This is when I learned about Football. I was immediately hooked, no questions asked, besides asking what teams were playing that day.

On that day, I also learned about the man who I look up to every single day on and off the field, #52 Ray Lewis. The swagger he carries, the intensity he brings, the compassion he shows, the wisdom he preaches, he embraces the perks of a role model like no other, someone who truly became something out of nothing.

The next day, I remember asking my mom to sign me up for the nearest Pop Warner Team near us. One would expect her to be all excited about it but her reaction was rather scared and weary. She started to tell me about how my father used to play it in High School and a bit in college, along with baseball.  She said he was a “rare breed”among others at the time and was considered to be a future star in the league. She went on to how he had to quit because he had suffered too many injuries to the head, paying the price later on by becoming mentally unstable and almost killing her when I was still in her belly.

At first, I was nervous after she told me about the effects of Football, but that’s when I recalled a quote I heard from Ray Lewis, the exact words I told her was, “Mommy, I want to be pissed off for greatness!” she slapped me but the smile on her face afterwards told me she was proud of me for wanting to be successful later life, even if that meant sacrificing my body to do so. Next thing you know, I was wearing my first practice uniform, waiting to get my first hit in.

 

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