what motivated me to start pumping iron again was i found a box when i was cleaning out my storage.. this box was from my high school days ..it had letters from the colleges that wanted me to play for there schools .... it also had news clippings and a video sort of a highlight of my highschool games ..... then there was a picture of me working out with my friends and i remembered how happy and confident i was in those days... then on the bottom was the school article where i tore my acl in half and mcl and it said in the article that not many players have recovered from this injury to continue playing .....and then where the letters of the same schools retracting offers and saying i could try to walk on ....i couldnt afford any of these schools .... thats when the fire turned on again the same articles and the same letters that seemed too exstiguised this fire caused it to burn again...i realized how far i let my self slip and it was like throwing logs on the fire ......instead of looking in mirror and seeing that happy and confident kid ...i saw a fat muther fucker that just gave up ...... i need to put a helmet and pads on one more time, i need to feel the grass, i need to hear my name announced... i need to prove to myself most of all that its not over... that this inferno burning inside me is not going to die ...... i will play again .....thats what motivates me ... i know the odds are against me and this what drives me ...that box is what makes me remember...
