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.
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.
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!