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Why is it so hard for Veterans to get the help they need? Being a veteran myself, you have always been told that there are support systems out there for you to reach for, but when you call you get transferred from this extension to that extension. Every time I have to call the VA regarding any issue I regret it. Why, you ask? No one knows the number you need or you have to talk to this person and tell them what’s wrong before you get a call back; you then have to sit by the phone for 30 minutes to 1 hour for a call back. So frustrating, and our government asks why aren’t more Veterans using these systems. The reason behind it is because the system is not working. I won’t say that every part of the system is messed up, but some of these people that work in the facility, in my experience, are either Veterans themselves or have worked for the Government in some type of capacity.

I know you are wondering, why the hell is he complaining? Quick back-story for those of you that don’t know; on April 25, 2010, myself and 7 other individuals were in a vehicle that was struck by an Improvised Explosive Device (IED). Out of the 8 of us in the vehicle 5 of us were Medically evacuated (MEDEVAC’D) to the nearest trauma center, of the five that were flown to the nearest trauma center only 3 of us were sent out of country, 2 went to Walter Reed National Military Medical Center and 1 (me) was sent to Landstuhl Regional Medical Center. My injuries included: A Calcaneal Fracture on my right foot (heel fracture), torn ligaments in right ankle, 2 Herniated Discs in my lower back and a mild concussion. I won’t mention the injuries to the other individuals, because that is the type of information you share in this forum without their consent. Before I left the country, a splint was put on my right foot that covered my leg to the bottom of my right knee.

Now that you know my back-story, let me continue. I was medically retired from the military on October 27, 2012. Now that I am retired, my entire medical needs go through the VA or a provider that is under a VA contract. I know that here in the United States there is a problem with individuals getting hooked on prescription pain medications, mainly narcotic medication. I understand that, but what am I to do? I’ve taken a low dose Class II medication, but it doesn’t help. I also understand that a narcotic medication is only used to take the edge off and you have to slowly be given the medication and then when it times for you to come off of it. I got it. Now answer my question, what am I supposed to do? Conducting daily activities is getting harder and harder to do as these days, months and years pass by. I have no clue if I’m not explaining myself in the correct way or what, but I ask the same question, what am I supposed to do?

I know my complaints will go unanswered, but this system needs to be fixed. With the economy in the shape that it’s in I’m sure the system won’t be fixed anytime soon. Just know that I am not the only one that is going through this. There are thousands of us. I think that was the reason it has never been taken seriously, because I guess the administration thought we would go over to the foreign country we were fighting and come back unscathed? I know that they’re doing their best to get a system put in place for us, but why didn’t we didn’t learn from our previous conflicts. What about the Veterans that fought in the Puerto Rican Revolts, The Korean War, WWI, WWII, The First Indochina War, The Cold War, The Vietnam War, Second Indochina War, Laotian Civil War, Lebanon Crisis, Congo Crisis, Bay of Pigs Invasion, Colombian Conflict, Invasion of the Dominican Republic, The Korean DMZ Conflict, Cambodian Civil War, Soviet War in Afghanistan, First Gulf of Sidra Incident, Lebanese Civil War, Invasion of Grenada, Action of the Gulf of Sidra, The Bombing of Libya, Operation Earnest Will, Invasion of Panama, The Gulf War, Iraqi no-fly Zones Conflict, Operation Restore Hope, Somali Civil War, Operation Uphold Democracy, Operation Infinite Reach, The Kosovo War, Operation Enduring Freedom, Operation Iraqi Freedom.

Yes, I know that a lot of those conflicts the U.S. may have had very little to no impact. What the average American doesn’t know that there are other operations going on without them knowing. I’m not saying I know about them, I’m just trying to prove a point. That point is we have had all these conflicts and those Soldiers, Sailors, Marines and Airmen have come back with the same symptoms that the same branches mentioned are dealing with today. I know as technology gets better and a lot more studies are done, but something or someone needs to be the voice for us, because they are not screaming loud enough. Not only do these individuals deal with physical wounds, we also deal with mental issues. When you say to an average American, mental problems automatically you or the person you’re talking about is crazy and needs to be put in a straight jacket.

At this point, I’m not sure whom to blame. Maybe we as Veterans aren’t screaming loud enough or not taking advantage of the programs that are put in place for us; maybe the administration doesn’t give a shit about us. I don’t know. It sucks to feel pain physically and mentally, but the only people that can relate are the people you went through it with. I understand that studies are done and they try to do their best to cover every aspect, but right now, it’s not working. They’re not enough facilities to facilitate all of the Veterans so a lot of us get overlooked or forgotten about.

I know I got a little excessive with all the conflicts, but I just want you guys to know that there are other Veterans than the ones of today. The Vietnam Veterans are so overlooked it makes me sick. Just their “welcome” back to the U.S. makes me want to throw up. Americans spitting on them, calling them baby killers and giving them a hard time. Americans need to realize that when we are deployed to these foreign countries, we don’t just go out on missions without orders from someone sitting in a position of power/influence and start killing innocent people. Yes, innocent people are killed, but when you don’t know who your enemy is, atrocities like that will happen.

I talked about a lot of stuff, but if you don’t remember anything from this post, I want you to remember this: there are a lot of Veterans out there and we are crying out for help, but most of our cries go unheard or blatantly overlooked because the average American doesn’t want to deal with it. Veterans Day has come and gone. Guess what, America is not talking about it anymore. Don’t just take ONE day out of the year to thank a Veteran, if see one or know one personally, do it EVERY SINGLE DAY.




How many of you out there are able to use music as an outlet? I do. It all depends on my mood. I don’t know what it is about music, but it stimulates my brain and takes me to a different level mentally. Almost every time I write a Blog Post I have music playing; whether it be playing from the computer or my phone. Some individuals see music as a distraction, especially while trying to focus on certain tasks that requires your full attention.

My wife can drive the car in silence. I can’t. If I don’t have any music playing, I get frustrated. While I drive, the music I play depends on my mood or my destination. I know that sounds weird, but let me explain it to you. If my wife asks me to go to the store for a certain item, I’m more than likely playing Rap. It can’t be any type of Rap, the song has to paint a picture for me. While I’m driving, I’m subconsciously painting the picture from the lyrics that the artist is trying to paint. It puts me in the zone and helps to keep me focused, alert and I feel that my senses are heightened and reflexes are quicker. There are certain songs that I listen that get my adrenaline pumping and I’m ready for anything. So I keep a playlist of that sort on my iPhone or  an mp3 disc. The reason I said I keep a playlist on my iPhone or mp3 disc is because it all depends on the vehicle I drive. If I am in the BMW I use the bluetooth feature to listen to music from my iPhone, but if I’m driving the Kia it has to be on an mp3 disc. A plus to driving the Kia is that I have 2 12 inch speakers in the back.

If I am going on a short trip with my family, I try to put together a playlist that everyone enjoys, but if I know that I’m going to get on the interstate then I have to listen to my playlist that pumps me up and keeps me alert. I feel that I have to do this is because some people can be real butt-holes while trying to merge or change lanes. My wife always tells me that I need to calm down, but YOU will not come up speeding behind me while in the left lane and I change lanes to let you pass and you jump in the middle lane in front of me and slow down. That’s a big muthafuckin’ NEGATIVE! That’s one thing I hate, wanna be speed demons. If you’re going to speed go ahead, do your thang, but don’t get in front of me and slow down. While on the interstate I usually drive 10 miles per hour above the posted speed limit. That’s why I get upset, I’m already going 80 mph and you speed up behind me just to get in front of me and slow down. KILL YA SELF! (Just Kidding).

While cleaning the house, I have to listen to some good ol’ old school R&B. You know, Johnny Gill, Anita Baker, Jodeci, Mint Condition, Shai, Boyz II Men, I could go on for days. The reason I play R&B while cleaning is because I grew up that way. On Saturday mornings while growing up, my mother would turn on the radio or put in a tape (yeah, a cassette tape, I’m old I know it!) of some good ol’ R&B and everyone commenced to cleaning. I guess I do it out of habit. I really don’t listen to the new-age R&B because some of it, well, a lot of it is not appropriate for children’s ears. I don’t want my girls listening to you sing about taking your time while you rub oil your lady’s body, trying to get her in the mood! I know when they get older, they will listen to different types of music and once they are grown, I can’t and won’t control the type of music they listen to. Don’t get me wrong, but I know that some of the old school R&B is the same way, but I make sure that I know the song and make sure if they are talking about sex or something of a sexual nature, it’s hidden. The only way you know it’s of a sexual nature is because you pick up on keywords.

When I was able to run and workout, it all depended on my mood. If 1SG was on my ass I would listen to some alternative, Green Day, Creed (Christian Rock, I know. It’s my Blog so I can put them in any category I want.), 30 Seconds to Mars, Nirvana, Linkin Park, No Doubt, as with R&B I could go on for days. Now if I’m having a decent day, I usually listen to a playlist of nothing but Rap while working out or running.

I do listen to Country Music. My Grandmother would listen to music while I was growing up and I thought she was crazy. I believed she was crazy was because I thought only individuals of a lighter pigment listened to Country. Now that I have grown up, I said let me give it a chance before making a judgement. I love it. I always thought that every Country artist sang about somebody killed their dog, their wife left them and they lost their job, but that’s not the case. Country music also has to have good content just like the other genres of music listed above. I’m sure people have the same opinion on Rap & R&B.

I love music and when I listen to it, I let it take me to another place, mentally. The great thing about music, in my opinion, is that no matter what type of mood you’re in, there is something that you can listen to that will bring you out of a funk or get you amped up. Music isn’t just for specific ethnicities, it’s for everyone. Sometimes Music gets a bad rap, no pun intended, because some of the media, some parents and some of the big businesses automatically blames the artist for the lyrics of their song or the Vibe their music puts out when something catastrophic happens, i.e. school shootings or a massacre that kills a good number of people. Yes, I believe that music affects all individuals in certain way, but I don’t believe that because N.W.A. made a song that says F*** Tha Police, that I will rebel against law enforcement. Music is an expression of the artist that writes the lyrics, produces the music  and should not be taken literally. Only if we could get everyone to understand that. As with anything you do in life, be careful and don’t let music influence you to do something that you will regret. You’re an “adult” so you should already know how to be responsible, right?

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So as most of you already know that the soccer season for our county is done. Our All-Star Team played their hearts out. Though we lost, it was a win for our kids. The reason I say it was a win for our kids is because this is the first time that our county has EVER had a soccer All-Star Team. I told the kids that NO ONE can take that away from them. They were the 1st set of kids to do it, if you think about it, they made history. The team we played was against a neighboring county. The awkward thing about it is that the kids on that team, our All-Star Head Coach, coaches 7 of the 12 kids on a traveling team.

We were already at a disadvantage, but our kids didn’t care. The kids took every practice serious and learned a lot. I know I did. I’m going to take some his coaching points and add my own little touch to make it my own. He won’t be coaching next year, so if I get a good set of kids, we can do it big! Just kidding, I really believe that if you are playing any sport at the recreation level the focus needs to be on fundamentals. Once they have mastered the fundamentals, then that puts them a couple of steps ahead of other kids when and if they decide to play in middle school or even high school. Next year, I plan on coming up with my own version of  “The Process” something similar to what Coach Nick Saban has. You can hate him all you want, but he knows how to win. That’s what type of coach I want to be. I want to be able to take an inexperienced player and by the end of the of the season that player has made a 180 degree turn around, because he has mastered the fundamentals and has worked on the small things.

If I remember correctly, I think it was in maybe my 3rd or 4th posts I said that I was 33 and I still didn’t know what I wanted to be when I grew up. The reason I said that is because I hadn’t found my niche or found anything that I was passionate about. Now that has changed. I want to Coach, not just Coach, but teach individuals how to be better. I hope that doesn’t sound weird to anyone. Whenever I am Coaching, I have no worries and I am not thinking about anything else but the kids that are in front of me. It makes me feel pretty good to have a kid come up to you after the season is over and say to you, Coach Thank You for taking the time to teach me, I know that you volunteered and didn’t have to do it. You took the time out to teach us. I’ve mentioned this once before, that having a parent say Thank You for Coaching their child who had never played a sport in their life and now they are passionate about that sport and they want to play next year, but they only want to play if you are Coaching. It is pretty rewarding.

Last week I ate lunch with my girls. On Monday I ate with one, Tuesday I ate with the other then on Friday I ate with them both. On those three days that I was at the school, I had kids I had never ever seen or talked to walking up to me saying Hi Coach Jared. It felt kind of weird, but of course I returned the greeting. I think it is crazy when my daughters come home from school and they tell me that their friends are asking when is your dad coming back? They get mad, because their friends aren’t supposed to like their dad. On several occasions I’ve been told by the faculty that I would be a great substitute, but I think they were trying to subliminally plant that seed in my head, because I went to the board of education and asked for an application. I don’t know what it is, I think I do pretty well with children, even though I don’t like watching or interacting with other people’s kids during my free time. When I’m coaching that’s different, but if those same kids asked if they could come to my house, I would say NO!

Also, the principal said it would be a “shock and awe” moment for the children to see a male sub, because they usually treat the women any kind of way. It feels good to finally have something that I am passionate about. Before anyone makes any crude or stupid remarks, I like to teach children, not touch them. I’m no pedophile. I have A VERY STRONG HATE for those individuals. I felt the need to say that because I know there is an immature individual out there that is either thinking it or is brave enough to post a stupid-ass remark of that sort. Its crazy that I even have to mention that, because of the immaturity of a lot of so-called adults in today’s society. Now that I have found my passion, I am going to continue to do it and seriously get into it; get all required certifications to coach on different levels. I don’t even care if I were paid or not. My goal is to set a good example and do my best to have a positive impact on a child’s life for the better. Who knows, maybe I’ll coach the next Michael Jordan or Abby Wambach.






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Last week was a really bad week for me and my family mentally and emotionally. It got to the point that I felt numb and didn’t want to do anything. Feeling depressed is not a good feeling. I am doing better today. With all that has happened to me, I will do my best to make this post amusing, but it will be the truth. Alright, lets give it a try.

Hi, my name is Jared and I have a problem. I am an addict. I am addicted to Sprite. I really don’t know when it started, but before I started this Sprite addiction, I didn’t care what type of carbonated drink I drank. It’s to the point now that if I get up in the middle of the night and go to the refrigerator and there isn’t one in there, I am willing to drive 8 miles down the road to get a 20 oz. that costs $1.69! Crazy right? It gets better. One day my wife asked me to go to IGA, a small supermarket in our large metropolis of a city. I walked in and the first thing I see is a 1.25 liter Sprite for 88 cents. Man I thought I was going to lose my mind. I was like I’m paying damn near $2.00 for 20 ounces when there is a 42.2 ounce drink out there for 88 cents? Man, I wanted to jump out of my body and slap myself!

I bought 8 of them and whatever my wife sent me to the store for. I don’t know what’s going on now, the price went up to 99 cents now, but hey it’s still a damn deal. I know you are reading this and thinking that if you’re an addict then you would do anything to have a Sprite, umm that’s a muthafuckin big ass NEGATIVE! I will not sacrifice my integrity or my morals for a damn soda or pop for the Yankees out there. I just really like to drink it. The thing that sucks is, it’s so big that if I’m at a stop light and I want to take a sip, I get strange looks, but I don’t care. I just give them a friendly smile. Another disadvantage to the 42.2 ounce drink is that it gets warm quick. I ain’t drinking a warm sprite homie. I do my best to drink it, but I’m not going to sit there and drink a sprite all day. I can’t especially with coaching. I have to stay hydrated with some good ol’ H2O.

In the case that a sprite gets warm I either put it back in the refrigerator and get a new one or pour it out. What’s weird is that if I don’t have an Un-opened Sprite, it’s hard for me to drink the one that I put back in the refrigerator because it just doesn’t have the fizz I like. Weird Right? I know. It’s all good though. I have recognized that I have a problem and right now I don’t want to stop drinking this delicious drink. The other day, I tried to drink a Coke and I couldn’t do it. I realize that Sprite is a product of The Coca-Cola Company, but I would much rather have a Sprite over a Coke. Don’t get me wrong I know that I shouldn’t be drinking soda all the time, I know I get it. I hear it from 3 wonderful ladies I live with so I don’t need to hear it here.

I am going to organize a S.A.M. (Sprite Anonymous Meeting) here in the near future. If you also have a Sprite addiction, you are welcomed to attend. Here is the S.A.M. Pledge:

I, Jared Gober (Insert Your Name Here) will do my best to take it one day at a time to get through this addiction. I am not afraid to say that I have a problem. I will do whatever I need to do to rid myself of this addiction. I am Responsible When Anyone, Anywhere Reaches Our For Help I Want The Hand of S.A.M. to Always Be There. And For That I Am Responsible!

Okay, let me address this issue, because I know some of you will not find this funny because there are people out there that have addictions that can kill them. I AM IN NO WAY POKING FUN AT THEM OR ANY OTHER ORGANIZATION OF THAT SORT. People please realize that this is just for me to get a laugh and get my mind off of the problems that I am dealing with. If you can’t understand that then you really need to stop reading my blogs or get some help yourself. This is my Blog, so I can write about what the hell I want, but sometimes people take things too far or out of context. If you think you fit in that category, then go else where and take your shoes off and walk over broken glass and roll around in hot coals.

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Today was very busy. I can’t wait to win this tournament so we can go to state! We have been practicing our pants off. Tomorrow is our last day of practice, so it’s going to be a little intense, just to get the heart rate up, a lot of stretching and going over the very basic skills of the game. Some of the kids are so ready to play, that they making mistakes that they usually wouldn’t make.

So let me tell you how smart I was on Monday, Tuesday and today. The Head Coaches son is really good, he’s short, but quick, he can put his foot on the ball, it’s crazy how he makes it look too easy. On Monday, at the end of practice he says to me, “Coach Jared, can you help me with something?” I said, “Sure, what’s up?” He says, 1 v 1. I said What? He wanted to play a game of 1 on 1. Like the smart and intelligent man that I am I said lets do it. He scores on me, gives me the ball, takes it and scores a goal. That happened 3 times. After that, I said I’m done. At this point there are 3 kids in the wings waiting for their turn to go one on one with Coach Jared. I have had to schedule the Coach Jared 1 on 1’s  before and after practice. My own kids make fun of me when I fall or the ball gets taken away from me. I tell them everyday, that I’m old and broken, but they are kids, they don’t care, all they want to do is play soccer. So I fight through the pain and play. It feel good to actually be active again.

The first day we started practicing, the kids really didn’t know what I was doing on the field. A lot of them only knew me as being the Head Coach of The Tide. So I really didn’t say anything, I just helped set up drills, take pictures and grab jackets for the kids if the want them. Now that has all changed. The first day I didn’t take my cleats. Once they saw me with cleats and gear to play, I started to earn their trust. Now everybody always asks me if they are doing the correct drill or kicking it right. I know to you may say, “What’s so special about that?” If you ever get the chance to take a group of kids, that have the skill to play, and your job is to bring it out of them. That is a great feeling.

Overall, I think that we will do well, but if we don’t win, me and the Head Coach explained to the kids not to worry about it. He told them that they are making history, because Long County has never played in an All-Star Tournament. This is their first Soccer All-Star Team. They can say that they were the first to do it and they have some cool jerseys to wear. I’m proud of my girls for taking soccer serious. Now I have the Coaching bug. After we finish the tournament then we have to start basketball season. I will be coaching the 9-10 girls and my girls are going to play. From one busy sport to another.

Those that know me, know that I suck at basketball, but I can coach it. I know how to teach defense, offense, the proper way to shoot and all the other fundamentals of the game. If I have a  question, I will be asking you guys. A lot of you may not know it, but the girls appreciate the support and wish that all of you could see them play in person. I will be sure to take video and great pictures of the game so I can share with you guys.


*Note: I want to apologize for the quality of the pictures, I was using my iPhone. Next time I will my camera.

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Before I get into the meat of today’s post, I will give you an update from the events that happened yesterday. I know some of my brotha’s (you know what I mean), Black Men, are going to think that this is stupid, but who gives a shit about your opinion. Anyway, today I went to the Sheriff’s office to introduce myself and explain the events that happened yesterday. I didn’t talk to a SGT, LT or some Deputy, I talk to the Sheriff himself. I wanted to talk to him personally to explain the situation and let him know what type of person I strive to be everyday. He says to me, no one called in and if someone did call in, I’m not sending a deputy out to look for a car that someone alleges was going too fast. He said I’m pretty sure the guy doesn’t have a calibrated radar so how fast did he know you were going anyway. The Sheriff told me I had nothing to worry about and gave me his card along with his personal cell phone in case I have any problems. I also did the same with the Chief of Police, he also stated that no one called and even showed me the log they keep, well certain parts of it, they wouldn’t let me see everything, to prove no one called. He also told me that I had nothing to worry about, gave me his card along with work cell and personal cell.

I know some of you are thinking I turned a mountain into a mole hill and I didn’t have to do all that. Yes, I did. That’s the type of person I am. If I am wrong, I will admit that I am wrong, but if I feel that I didn’t do a damn thing, I’ll go all the way to President Obama if I have to. Like I was always told in the military, you need to know when to pick your battles and that’s one I decided to pick and I came out the victor, well maybe not the victor, but I feel better that the Sheriff, Deputies, Chief of Police and a couple of officers saw my face and my vehicle I was driving (today I was in the Kia, but they know it because I have a white sign with big Crimson Letters that say BAMA) and I told them about the car my wife drives. They met me and could kind of see what type of character I have.

So today, of course we had Soccer practice. If you all didn’t know it, but I also bought myself a pair of cleats, soccer shorts and a ball. Why, you ask? To help my girls. Some may say, the cleats and shorts are overkill, but I don’t think so. How in the world am I supposed to teach children or show them how to do a certain cut or the proper way to move the ball in some damn Jordan’s? First of all I wouldn’t have my J’s on some grass or be running in them, but you get my point.

It’s been a year since I have been out of the military and I haven’t done any running since 25 April 2010 (The day of all kinds of excitement, an IED blew up under our truck, for those that didn’t know). So today I get called out by a couple of the kids, they want to go one on one. So me being the Assistant Coach said what the hell, lets do it. Okay, those that know me, already know that I have a stiff and short big toe on my right foot, a hairline fracture in my heel, scar tissue and torn ligaments in my ankle and 2 herniated disc in my lower back, but my ol’ dumb-ass said okay. Let’s just say, them kids made me look like I learned how to play soccer yesterday. I can dribble, pass, but the running after the ball or attacking the opposing player is where I have issues. I looked crazy. I’m glad there were no cameras out there. I had my iPhone, but I was the one taking pictures.

I did have fun, finally got me moving so I can get rid of some of this weight that I have gained. I can’t run, can’t jog, but I try my damnedest, but I look like a retard. Hopefully once they put the implant in there, I can get back down to my fighting weight!!! Overall, I think the kids are ready to play a different team instead of themselves. They are ready and I think that they are going to give our opponents a run for their money. Whether we win or lose, I will do post something about it and post some pictures of the kids playing.

I would like to hear your thoughts on how you would have handled the situation. What I wanted to do is pull my damn gun out and scare the shit out of him, but their were kids around and my wife was pleading with me to let it go so I let it go. Now I’m getting fired up so I will end it here. Comment about how you would have handled the situation. I’ll be looking forward to reading them. All 1 or 2 of them! LOL


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So today as me and my girls were going to practice, I’m driving behind two trucks. The speed limit for this road was 45 miles per hour. When I looked at my dash, I was going 35 miles per hour. So I let them get a good distance in front of me so that I could abide by the speed limit. I know that sometimes I can be a speed demon, but today I was doing what I was supposed to do.

Well, as I caught up to these same individuals AGAIN, they were still going below the speed limit. So, I did the only thing that any good driver would do and wait until the passing lane comes up and pass these trucks. I passed both of the trucks at the same time, because they were following each other too close. I get to practice and guess who pulls up? That damn dude in the truck. His grandson is also a member of the All-Star team. He then said to me, “I didn’t know that was you and why were you going so fast?” I stated that I was only going 10 miles per hour above the posted speed limit so that I could pass you and the vehicle in front of you. He then said, “I called the Sheriff because I felt that you were going too fast, driving erratically and I felt the life of me and my grandson were in danger.”

I said really dude? You called the police because you felt that I was going too fast and you felt that you and your grandson’s life was in danger? He said, yes and now the Sheriff is going to be on the lookout for a White BMW SUV and will stop you when they see you. Before I go on, I would like to say that me and this dude already have history, because during the season one of his players, who lives in my neighborhood, and his grandson called my little girl a bitch. I heard it clearly from the sideline and had 4 players on my team confirm it. When the first kid said it, I said very loudly, that if your players continue to call my daughter or any of my players for that matter, out of their name, then we are going to have a problem. He looks at me and says, who said something? I pointed out the kid and he said that he would take care of it. Now it’s half time and my youngest daughter and those same 4 players come running up to me and said, Coach that kid over there called me a bitch which just happened to be his grandson.

I had them point the kid out and he immediately says what’s the problem? I said your grandson called my daughter a bitch. He then calls him over and says, don’t lie, did you call his daughter or any of his players a bitch? The kid obviously replies with a no. The second half starts and they are pushing and shoving my players and I am screaming at the referees (who are only high school volunteers) and asking them are they blind? They said, just let them play we only have 4 minutes left. I then said, I don’t care if we had 2 seconds left, that’s not the way to play. The referee then walked away from me. The game finally ends. For good sportsmanship we all line up and say good game. After the last player goes by, I turn around to talk to my team and the other coach calls me over to he and his grandson. He looks at his grandson and says doesn’t this man have something to say to you? I look at the coach and the kid looks at me and says what? The coach then says, he owes you an apology, because he accused you of something and you didn’t do it. I then said, WHAT? I’m not apologizing to a child.

He was in the wrong so you can take that somewhere else. By this point the assistant Recreation Director walked up to me, because I was about to get in this dudes face, and pushes me away and says it’s not worth it. I calm down and I apologize to the Recreation Director and my team for acting out. The Recreation Director said that he was impressed because I apologized to him and my team. He said that is what GOOD sportsmanship is about.

Now back to the incident today, I was pissed. I went to the head coach and said, I’ll be right back because I am going to the Sheriff’s office and the Police Station to straighten this mess out and let them know what really happened. He told me just give them a call. I called them both and they said that no one had made any calls about a White BMW SUV speeding and driving erratically. So this motherfucker lied! I told the Head Coach that I wanted to have a man to man sit down with this dude so we can find out what the deal is he has with me. He told me not to worry about it and so did my wife. I’m still heated about it right now. If you are gonna punk out and be a bitch and call the police, you need to make sure that your facts are straight homie.

I don’t get mad too often, but when I do, I go from 0-60 in seconds. I’m just going to avoid this punk bitch as much as I can, BUT if he comes out the side of his mouth wrong to me or my girls, it’s go time. I stay strapped. I keep in the car, so I’m not lugging it around the field. When it comes to my wife and girls, I’m willing to sit in jail for 30 days for threatening a punk ass bitch. Family is the most important thing to me. If I consider you family and you were in the same situation, I would have reacted the same way. That’s not the way to do things man; but all in all, I learned that I shouldn’t let small stuff like that get to me. I’m working on it, but it’s going to take some time.



(These aren’t pictures of mine, but it looks just like these, but I have the M Package on mine. The engine is a BEAST!! I miss the Autobahn!!)