Prepare for it. Study, work hard, take care of your body.
Run, walk, sweat, listen, observe, emulate.
Stop the 110% talk, but be ready with full effort at the bell.
Memories, conflict, resolution, high fives, fist bumps. Uplift, applaud those who maybe do it a tad better, maybe even assist.
Frowns don't work, clowns are left behind, but humor serves as glue.
Use your arms properly and that includes embrace. Don't allow noise to drown out the goal.
No one goes through life undefeated - grow from loss, error, upset. Mitsakes happen, try not to repete em.
Cheer others, even if the spotlight isn't on you. Some days are diamond, some days are stone.
Comfortable sleep comes from knowing you've given your best effort.
Seasons change but the sun will eventually shine, same with you through effort.
Address, work on areas that are cumbersome for you, don't run from or avoid them.
Listen to your boss.. sure, add your opine if you feel it might make all better, but never forget, your boss is your boss.
Before you put those shoes in the trash that now have a hole in the sole, stare at em long and hard and smile at the memories, work it took to arrive at the need for néw pups.
Take pictures along the way... it'll allow you to look back and think, "Man, he/she was sure fun... I'll never forget our times together. Can you believe we actually used to look like that? What a great year 1970, 73, 84, 99, 2002, 15, 17,18, 19, etc was/were."
Life will lend us bumps, bruises, blisters, cuts, ailments, queisiness as well as YEAH BABY.. HELL TO THE YEAH.... next time, I'll be more prepared, make better choices, mountains of happiness, valleys of sadness.
Life is like Sports.
One could go back and assuredly change the title of this blog from Life is, to Sport is.
Both are real. Real fun. Unknown ends.
I love life, sports.
Go Chiefs. Sorry, had to stick that in there somewhere.
Today we'll all emote, moments of happiness, not so much, and share the excitement of what's to come. Life.
Then we'll watch the game.
Go, have fun. Have an extra taco, piece of pizza, chicken wing.
I'd like to think we all remember those who've touched our lives, maybe even up to 1,340 of em. Memories can fade, but reminders happen, "Oh yeah, I remember now."
1,340 have played for the Kansas City Chiefs. Some nerds, like me, remember darn near every one of em (from Hussain Abdullah through Frank Zombo.)
Now, I've had the time of my life. . No I never felt this way before (Sports bars with 73 big screens, FanDuel prop bets about "what color shoestrings so and so will wear.. Green or orange Gatorade.... National Anthem, over/under 89.5 seconds? Rushing yards for third string tailback?"
Never felt this way before... yes I swear it's the truth (it's the truth) and I owe it all to you.. Life. Sports.
Forward by:
Chris "Back, back, back, back, back" Berman,
Keith "Whoa Nelly" Jackson,
Howard "Down goes Frazier" Cosell, and,
Harry "HOLY COW" Caray,
Love, Victurd
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