First I’d like to talk about training this afternoon. Today we brought in the Navy to scrimmage. They are preparing for qualifying matches in Azerbaijan in two weeks. Practicing with the Navy is always a great experience because playing with them forces us to play at a much faster pace than we would if we just scrimmaged among ourselves. As I was warming up for practice, I met a member of the Navy team whose name was also Jackson. He thought that my training and competing for a spot with the US Paralympic Team at such a young age was really cool, and he also said that he had been watching me warm up and he thought that I looked like I could really play. At this point I had already decided that I liked this guy, but then he took his cleats out of his bag. We had the exact same ones. Brothers in all but blood, right?
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Jackson and Jackson |
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Same cleats ! |
Tonight was also extremely humbling. One of the guys, Adam, left the team, maybe for good, due to the fact that he has had too many concussions. What was truly humbling about this was the fact that he is only 21. Seeing Adam’s teary and slightly shocked face made me think. I have no concrete idea how long I myself will be on the team. The only thing I can control is how well prepared I am to take my chance when it comes my way, because as human beings we are never guaranteed more than one. All things considered, I’m truly blessed to have gotten this far and tonight reminded me to never take anything for granted, because if I do, once it’s gone I’ll wonder what happened.
Great life lesson... great post!
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