Well this is it…
The final preparations are underway. Shirt and tie combinations are matched together; chalk lines and stick pins mark the points where the seamstress must nip and tuck in order to ensure the new suit fits his athletic frame perfectly. Family members and long-time friends peruse the aisles at their local Party City store gathering the decorations of streamers, plates, confetti, and balloons needed to transform his tiny childhood home into draft day party headquarters. The long wait is almost over-soon the NFL draft will be under way and 250 athletes will experience what many of us could only dream for-to have an NFL team ask you to be a member of their organization. Although the odds of going pro are slim, 98 underclassmen (not yet seniors) made the audacious declaration to become eligible for the NFL draft. Such declarations have no do-overs or my bad’s because once an athlete declares himself eligible he can never call himself a student athlete again. With such declarations, these young men have aborted the conveniences of college life in exchange for the courageous uncertainty of becoming a professional athlete. Out of the thousands of athletes “who could” do it, these 98 took the leap of faith and did do it. They did it, when will you?
When will YOU?
The minute you declare yourself a pro and cease to think and act like an amateur. You’re never fully ready-it’ll never be “the” day, but…
Declarations don’t come by chance, they come by choice, but first you have to be bold enough to make the choice and then begin fighting for your dreams.
The odds say an athlete has a 3% chance of realizing their dream of becoming a professional football player. Sadly, the odds in society are much the same; 97% of people accept life’s scraps. The few percenters are richly rewarded because instead of waiting on life, they hunt her down.
The hospital, nursing homes, and graveyard is full of people who regretfully say, “I should have;” you be the one of the few who took the risk and said, “I did.”
It starts with your declaration.
I’ll see you next time on the blacktop.