How much do you need...?

What is H.E.A.R.T? I define it as Having Enough Attitude Resilience & Toughness. Seems pretty straight forward. But the most important part of this definition is the "Enough" part.

What's enough for me may not be enough for you and vice versa. We all need to evaluate ourselves correctly and realize just what is enough for us.

Don't worry about anyone else, worry about you. Get through your day, game, practice, work schedule, homework, etc.

Be the best you can be. You do this by continuously moving forward and playing with H.E.A.R.T!

Seriously...Who does this...?

Every beginning to Football Season, I can't help but think of my little mans Nick Gavin.  Seriously, I can't.  I mean, I'm a football dude, I am.  But this little guy (he's not little anymore, but to me he will always be my little dude) is the epitome of the "football spirit".  Let me take you on a trip to memory lane...

 

I first met Nick when he was 4, maybe 5.  And if you ever met him, you know he isn't the biggest kid in the world (neither am I though...).  So I go to Tim Gavin's house when I first move to Maryland, because he invited me over and I had NO friends in the area.  I had no idea what was in store.  Made no reservations, I just went to see what was what.

 

So I get to Timmy's crib, his Mom's and Pop's where mad cool (to this day, I feel like they're MY Mom's and Pop's) and his little brother (Nick) was CRAZY cool.

 

We kick it for a minute, and Nick tells me that one day he wants to play football.  Well, anybody who knows me, knows that football is the way in with me (or just about any sport).  So I tell him that I play and that we can run through some drills, so he can see what it feels like to be a REAL football player.

 

I teach Nick the basics of "tackling".  So before we know it, we're basically running two man Oklahoma drills with the two of us.  I don't know where my head is at (this is LITERALLY the FIRST time I'm at Timmy's house) but when when Nick comes to tackle me (I'm on my knees 'running' at him in the drill) I "juked him". This, being a Tail Back, was a natural reaction.

 

What I want you to do is look at the picture below.  This is an estimate of the fireplace that the Gavin's have at their home.  This is the fireplace that will be the focal point of this story....

 

So, Nick Gavin comes to "tackle" me.  I "juke" him.  As a 4 year old kid, he' coming FULL STEAM...He misses (if you see the fireplace above, you can imagine the rest of the story...).  His nugget hits into one of the fireplace bricks...'Till this DAY, I still feel bad...Nick rams his nugget into the fireplace (I STILL can't believe it!).  Seriously, after 2 maybe 3 minutes, he has a nugget the size of a basketball chillen on his forehead.

Me being the "new kid" in the neighborhood and it's my first time in Timmy's house, I'm thinking....,"fuuuuuuuuuccccccckkkkkkkkk".  Seriously, I am.  But, there is something in this kid's eyes that tell me something else.  Don't get me wrong, he's crying because he just took a header into a fricken fireplace. But he has this look like, "I'm gonna tackle your black ass before you go home"...Seriously...that's what I saw.

After about 3-5 minutes of "babying", Nick Gavin put on his "big boy Lancer Pants" and wanted to go again!  This 4 year old had a Watermelon chillen on his forehead and he STILL wanted to tackle ME!

At this point, I KNEW this kid was special.  I knew NOTHING would stop him, even though life would through him many, many curve balls because of his height and size.  Although he may have paused, this kid had NEVER stopped.  His heart and determination are what set him apart from his classmates.

The only 2 dudes I love younger than me, more than anything else are Booshi Bear and Nick Gavin.  I want nothing but the best for BOTH of them.  Nothing....

#HEART Contract

 

Before you start reading this blog post, I would like you to actually READ the picture of the contract my awesome sidder Kashia Marshall made for her youngest son, Shawn "Punchie" Marshall...

 

Dope isn't it?  How many times have YOU had to have someone else motivate you to get going?  How many times did YOU want to quit, but someone else didn't let you?  Who's MOM does something like this?

Apparently MY sister (aka sidder) does!  How cool is this?!?!  How awesome is it to have #HEART instilled in you before you even know the concept of it?  How many kids grow into adults (this term can be used lightly, and we ALL know THIS is true) and have absolutely no testicular fortitude?

My kick ass sidder has set the ground rules for the upcoming season and hopefully the rest of my nephew's life.  It may seem "hard" that he can only cry if he's bleeding or has a broken bone, but what happens to his #Toughness if he crys over something trivial?

I'll tell you what happens...he becomes a whiner, a complainer and everything is somebody else's fault.  Period.  And this is something he'll carry with him for the rest of his life.  I don't want this, his Moms doesn't want this...and I KNOW his Pops doesn't want this (even though he's a Giant's fan...I won't take that any further).

This contract will most definitely set my nephew Shauny on the right track to realize the true definition of #HEART for himself when he gets older.  He may not appreciate it now, and he may not realize the ramifications of this contract.  But WE do.  And when he gets older, he will too.

Thank you Sidder for making so important look so simple and understandable.  This is easily one of the illest things I have EVER seen...

Me and Shauny

 

Me and Shauny (after his game)

 

 Future All-South Jersey