I grabbed the first sweatshirt I could reach and as I read “LSU
Tigers” across its front I was immediately standing on the 50 yard line in
Tiger Stadium, handing the game ball to the officials. The roar of the 68,000 fans is indescribable,
and as I turn to run off the field, I do what I did at every game and wave to
my dad sitting in the nosebleed section.
I was the first head football manager to receive a full scholarship at
LSU, but what I learned about teamwork became so much more valuable and has
lasted a lifetime. Today, I again wave
to my dad way up in his nosebleed seat, “Thanks dad!” Thank someone today for believing in you.
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