First, I love Cyclone Football. Game day is one of the greatest experiences of my life, and I've seen it from the field and the stands. So the fact that I SOLD my 100th Cytennial HOMECOMING GAME ticket to go to Rockford and see my brother's first round playoff game should say something about how I feel about Rocket football. I owe a lot of who I am to my brothers, my parents, my coaches, and the boys who have played for that team. We have a lot of small town hope and determination, and big small town dreams. Standing under the lights of our little stadium was one of the best experiences I've had in my short 20 years.
On that note, games are won at practice. We all know that. But if it comes down to game time, and you think practice is enough, think again. You have to WORK for it, the whole time, to the very last second. Because your friends and family are in the stands WANTING it, for YOU, the whole time. To the very last second. I'm the girl in the stands screaming as loud as I can to the very last second, because I'm pretty sure there is some kind of miracle that will win this game. I believe in my team until the last buzzer because I don't put anything past my little brother because I know how important it is to him, and honestly, I know how bad he wants it and he does craaaaazy things to get what he wants.
My mom always sent this poem with me to my competitions and I still remember the very last lines at big moments.
Great blog Lexi~ Grandma Jean always had great quotes like that on our fridge growing up. GO ROCKETS!!!
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