The Boyfriend Speaking Here

Well most people think that the life of an athlete is all pampered and fancy. Well im here to tell you its not!

Not sure how many baseball fans are out there but i play division 1 college baseball. My team has just cracked the top 25 on one poll and we have the chance to be great, and while most people think this is amazing and fun just think about all the work that goes into it. For the past seven months my team and I have done nothing but get ready for the most grueling 3 months of our lives. We worked harder than most people in the world can understand, 6 days a week every week for 7 months. This would all be fine and dandy if when the season started things got easier, but they don't. If anything they just get longer, tougher and more tiring that the previous seven months. The season means many hours cramped in a bus driving all over the south east united states trying to be the best that we can. It means staying in less than desirable hotels all the time and living out of a bag and a locker for 3 months all while trying to keep up with the academics and needing greater than a 3.0 gpa to keep my academic money. This is no easy task. It means no spring break, no time to go home to the family or your wonderful girlfriend. It means sleeping on a bus and waking up stiff and tired because you slept wrong.

Many people would then ask the logical question: why? Well unless you have played this wonderful game its really impossible to explain. Theres something that keeps you going, something that pushes you through those red eye flights from Hawaii to Charlotte, something that gives you the strength to be better than you thought you could and do more than you thought you could.

Its called the love of the game

when you have it you cant get rid of it and even when you try it somehow guides you back to the game and your right back doing what you know you enjoy doing.