The_Man
Footballguy
I had somehow never read this before just now. It is obviously great, and has the single best piece of writing I've ever encountered here, dating back to cheatsheets.net days:
Once I was handed the ball and saw the opening I ran to daylight. Not because I knew what I was doing, I just loved the sunshine on my face.
Poetry.
Once I was handed the ball and saw the opening I ran to daylight. Not because I knew what I was doing, I just loved the sunshine on my face.
Poetry.
but he reached out to me once when I was having a rough time. I don't even remember why or what, but I remember well that his words were special and particularly kind and made me think that someone I barely knew thought I was great. It was an incredible gift he had, to make you think you were the most awesome person in the world. And yet, he was...