pasion

my passinon is football ever since i was in 4th grade. my dad taught me damn near everything i needed to know. he made it to every game that he possibly could unless he was out of town. he ran the chains on the sidelines since seventh grade. he was always there to tell me good jor or what i did wrong. every year in that fall was my happiest time of the year because i could hit anyone i wanted between the lines and not get in trouble for it. that was my favorit part the hitting. i learned form my dad that you dont ave to be the biggest to hit the hardest, its the will to hit. he tought me to never back down no matter how big the guy was, and the first thing you do in the game is find the biggest man and let him know who you are and that your not scared. that is also something you can build a team around. if your team sees you scared they wont play as hard as they can because thay are not sure they had your 100 persent effort. my dad was the biggest part of my football career i never really felt bad wehn my mom gave me a hug on sr night when she was crying but when my dad hugged me i lost it and rememberd just why i loved this game and played so hard, i think this is why i didnt stop when i was hurt. my dad had seen every time i came to the sideline hurt and knew how i felt. he watched me from get stitches in my head to getting knocked out, and he was always there to drive me to the hospital the hand full of times.