Words to Ponder

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Days spent on the field, crazy parties I missed, weekend
hang outs blown, hours of hard work, tons of sweat,
never ending plane rides, late night bus
trips,thousands of dollars spent, sneakin out on
tournaments, screaming coaches, bad refs, not getting
the boy of your dreams because you didnt have enough
time to spend with him, at times, wanting to give it all up,
being on the road for your birthday, having everyone in
the crowd watch you as you own on a breakaway,
leaving the night of christmas for some tournament,
missing school vacations and summer break to try out
for teams, moving to a different state just because the
teams better, tears, blood shed, broken bones, your
teams bullshit, trying to explain your game to your
friends at school who have no idea what your talking
about, losing friends because you have practice the day of
their birthday, BIG DREAMS. Would I change any of it? NO WAY!
WHY? Because theres no better feeling in the
world than when the game is over and your family comes
to greet you because you played outta your mind and you
got the W, not your parents and brother, but your 17
sisters who are there through more then your other family is,
doing a sweet step over, making a filthy save, or
winning the championship. All this after months of hard
work. That's my life.
-Soccer

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