When I was younger, I remember having an outrageous anger problem when it came to sports. A good example of this was when I moved to Illinois. The town we lived in didn’t start organized tackle football until 5th grade. So as a 4th grader, it was flag football only for me. I was disappointed at first because where we had just moved from in Missouri, I got to play tackle as a 3rd grader. I had a realization though that flag football meant that this big boy got to play quarterback, no weight limits there! So as a freshly moved 4th grader, whose idol was Peyton Manning, I knew I had the opportunity to prove my mettle and worth through my time running the show. (Continue Reading Here)
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