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Icing my knees through this cold machine on this cold table thinking- “I have to show out tonight for the fans and the scouts.” So I take a deep breath to focus a calm mind. Relax my tense body, leave my problems behind. Begin to image myself scoring every play with my enemy defeated by my hands. Coach walks in- “You ready big time?” I open my eyes facing him- “We already won.”
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Oct 11, 2021
Oct 11, 2021 at 12:13 AM UTC
Before tip-off
Icing my knees through this cold machine on this cold table thinking- “I have to show out tonight for the fans and the scouts.” So I take a deep breath to focus a calm mind. Relax my tense body, leave my problems behind. Begin to image myself scoring every play with my enemy defeated by my hands. Coach walks in- “You ready big time?” I open my eyes facing him- “We already won.”
xavier-thomas
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31/M/Arkansas
Oct 11, 2021
Oct 11, 2021 at 12:13 AM UTC
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