PROSAIC BLABBER

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

A story

Hey guys... I came accross this story in a time when I was down mentally...This gave me a lot to think about... About why we perform? What is performance anxiety and stuff...Even if it doesnt make revelations for you, I hope this would atleast get a smile to your face.

This teenager lived alone with his mother, and the two of them had a very special relationship. Even though the son was always on the bench, his mother was always in the stands cheering. She never missed a game. This young man was still the smallest of the class when he entered high school. But his mother continued to encourage him but also made it very clear that he did not have to play football if he didn't want to.But the young man loved football and decided to hang in there.

He was determined to try his best at every practice, and perhaps he'd get to play when he became a senior. All through high school he never missed a practice nor a game, but remained a bench warmer all four years. His faithful mother was always in the stands, always with words of encouragement for him. When the young man went to college, he decided to try out for the football team as a "walk-on." Everyone was sure he could never make the cut, but he did. The coach admitted that he kept him on the roster because he always puts his heart and soul into every practice, and at the same time, provided the other members with the spirit and hustle they badly needed. The news that he had survived the cut thrilled him so much that he rushed to the nearest phone and called his mother. His mother shared his excitement and was sent season tickets for all the college games.

This persistent young athlete never missed practice during his four years at college, but he never got to play in the game. It was the end of his senior football season, and as he trotted onto the practice field shortly before the big play-off game, the coach met him with a telegram. The young man read the telegram and he became deathly silent. Swallowing hard, he mumbled to the coach, "My mother died this morning. Is it all right if I miss practice today?" The coach put his arm gently around his shoulder and said,"Take the rest of the week off, son. And don't even plan to come back to the game on Saturday. Saturday arrived, and the game was not going well. In the third quarter, when the team was ten points behind, a silent young man quietlyslipped into the empty locker room and put on his football gear.

As he ran onto the sidelines, the coach and his players were astounded to see their faithful teammate back soon. "Coach, please let me play. I've just got to play today," said the young man. The coach pretended not to hear him.There was no way he wanted his worst player in this close play-off game. But the young man persisted, and finally feeling sorry for the kid, the coach gave in. "All right," he said. "You can go in." Before long, the coach, the players and everyone in the stands could not believe their eyes. This little unknown, who had never played before was doing everything right.

The opposing team could not stop him. He ran, blocked and tackled like a star. His team began to triumph. The core was soon tied. In the closing seconds of the game, this kid intercepted a pass and ran all the way for the winning touchdown. The fans broke loose. His teammates hoisted him onto their shoulders. Such cheering you've never heard! Finally, after the stands had emptied and the team had showered and left the locker room, the coach noticed that the young man was sitting quietly in the corner all alone.
The coach came to him and said, "Kid, I can't believe it.You were fantastic Tell me what got into you? How did you do it?" He looked at the coach, with tears in his eyes, and said, "Well, you knew my mom died, but did you know that my mom was blind?" The young man swallowed hard and forced a smile, "Mom came to all my games, but today was the first time she could see me play, and I wanted to show her I could do it!"

Always Remember This:
Somebody is very proud of you.
Somebody is thinking of you.
Somebody is caring about you.
Somebody wants to talk to you.
Somebody wants to be with you.
Somebody hopes you are not in trouble.
Somebody hopes everything turns out all right.
Somebody wants you to be happy.
Somebody can't wait to see you.
Somebody loves you for who you are.
Some body is glad that you are their friend.
Somebody wants you to know they are there for you.
Somebody needs your support.
Somebody will cry when they read this.
Somebody needs you to have faith in them.
Somebody hears a song that reminds them of you.

Hang in there my dear friend, there will always be that somebody who believes in you and never give up.
God bless.

8 Comments:

  • Beautiful! Really liked the last lines.

    By Blogger Ram, at 4:40 PM  

  • naan comment adippen ...ana u will call me a sadist..so why???

    By Blogger The Constant Variable, at 7:50 PM  

  • tch tch... ore feelings :-)...
    "For the world you may be someone, but for someone you are the world" -- Author unknown..

    By Blogger NaiKutti, at 8:00 PM  

  • Krishna, Nice, profoundly touching..

    -Subbu (a regular reader of Prosaic Blabber's blogs)

    By Anonymous Subbu, at 7:47 PM  

  • excellent post ! first time here !

    By Blogger JB !, at 12:40 AM  

  • ram
    Yup! I guess anyone would relate to those...

    madurai arian

    Ok! No comments! Thats being youselves! I appreciate that you have not decided to hamper the sanctity of the post.

    naikutti

    Yes machi.. so true..

    Subbu

    Thnks machi.

    JB

    Thnks..

    By Blogger prosaicblabber, at 12:52 AM  

  • Ok, I need your email. How do I contact you? Do you still use the yahoo id? Send me [vadivelu@gmail.com] the address

    Delli

    By Blogger Ram, at 9:27 PM  

  • Hi Prosaic blabber:

    First time here at your blog. I know its been a long time since u posted this, but jus wanted to let u know that its a wonderful message. Though I have read this story before, reading it again on ur blog after a long time, brought in tear drops in my eyes (literally) and also it reminded me that someone out in the world cares for me.

    By Blogger Sattvic, at 10:05 PM  

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