How to be someone else

Love the team, hate the management

So yeah! Sometimes on somedays I want to be someone else. Does it help my cause of being a better version of myself? Yes? I don’t know. But here’s the thing, nobody is going to notice it and they’ll view that as you being you. 

Weirdly.

Now I’m not the best example of being a unique person. I try to emulate what my dad is doing, up to now he is still doing something for us. For me, my dad is the single-best-super-human being in my mind. He is simply my hero as a child up to now.

However, no matter how much I try to impress my dad. I can’t seem to live up to expectation. Because I know deep inside that I’m not perfect and I do make a lot of mistakes. Even I am kidding myself with the word “a lot”, because that’s an understatement. I make even more than that.

Believe me. 

So enough about that, let’s talk about sports! Yup, that’s where I’m good at. Have you ever heard of people yelling out “Curry!”, “Kobe!”, and a lot more. I’m a fan of all the NBA players. But I try to be like them when we play basketball like once a week for 2-3 hours under the hot sun. That’s good emulation if only I was a little bit taller then I could have competed at a higher level here. But the sad truth is, I didn’t. The talent and skills are there but the height that is required here to play on a higher level, well NO.

Anyway, I’m sad enough as it is. But that doesn’t stop me from yelling names of old NBA players who I tried to emulate when I was younger and I tell you I have talent though I got old and slow and PHAT, okay?! I’m a dad, okay! No excuses, I did let myself go for a little and put on “some” weight. Which means that my leap is not as high anymore, I’m slower, can’t bend as much, but I make do with my power and skill. 

Another day another blog. See you on the next blog SomeDaySoon!