Wednesday, March 20, 2013

He doesn't realize.

I work like a hound dog on the run with some hunters, chasing that goose or I'm gonna get a butt-whoopin.
I work like a marine fighting for the man beside him. Fighting to get back to his wife and baby boy.
I work like it's my last chance. Oh wait. It is my last chance.
All I have done is improve. But he doesn't realize how hard I'm actually working.
I ask him, what can I do better? He tells me, straight forward. I improve. Now NOTICE!
He doens't realize that this is my last chance to play this game that I love.
I have a passion for this sport and I have a responsibility to this team.
Notice me. Please.

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