I was what is known as a role player. I came in, played hard, and tried to out-hustle the person or team I was playing against. And from time to time, I managed to make a somewhat spectacular play.
It's still the only way I know how to play. I continue to play sports because they're fun. I play the best I can, and hopefully I contribute to my team winning. And if not, I just hope they don't kick me off the team. :)
Of course, at my age it can lead to an injury here and there. I've bruised ribs, twisted ankles, and separated shoulders by trying to make diving catches or by running into a fence or two. Or I end up covered in dirt and chalk after making a headfirst slide into third base, as shown in the picture from last Monday.(Click the thumbnail to view the full-size image)
Life should be approached the same way. Every day should be an opportunity to work hard and do the best you can. The world is full of people who fail in life even with incredible intelligence, superior athletic skills, or vast wealth (and sometimes all three), while the "role players" impact the world around them through dedication, hard work, and commitment.
They might run into a fence or two, but from time to time they do spectacular things.
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Blah, blah, blah... were you safe at third?
Of course!
Lanny Sez: Yet another weekend warrior. It's grunts like us that keep sports fun!! Fight on!!
Laura L. says:
I think that is AWESOME! Very inspiring and there should be more people like you in the world!!
My first response would have been what Ron said... followed by, "Wow Don, that's deep!" L :)
So what hurt worse? Running into the fence or the proverbial wall? Both seem to come with age.
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