Often these days I try to define things, not because I want to see bad or create bad, more to create a mindset of understanding things. Always when I am talking in real life I use football (Soccer) to get my point across, don’t know why I do that but it seems to help get points across. All I know is football, being the coach, being the manager, leading kids and men into battle. I belong on the sidelines of a football field, that is my place, this is where I have a REAL VOICE. I feel silenced, almost as if someone took my voice away. I try to write it away but it doesn’t come close. I only know life through football. People from foreign shores might not understand, here in Europe, Scotland for sure, Football is our church, our reasons away from family and life. We live and breath it. So because I have no voice to roar, I will do my best in images. 3 days from now I go to hell to fight for life, I don’t know if I am ready but I know I have support. I lost my voice, I need it back.
Any Given Sunday Al Pacino Pre-Game Speech
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