To: Midnightsun who wrote (42176 ) 4/10/1999 3:13:00 AM From: Midnightsun Respond to of 50264
WB, Here's another story you can read, use and enjoy: This teenager lived alone with his father, and the two of them had a very > special relationship. Even though the son was always on the bench, his > father was always in the stands cheering. He never missed a game. This > young man was still the smallest of the class when he entered high school. > But his Father 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 father 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 to 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 father. His father 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 father 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 quietly slipped > 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 so 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 playoff 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, > he passed, blocked and tackled like a star. His team began to triumph. The > score 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 n > 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 dad died, but did you know that my dad was blind?" The young man > swallowed hard and forced a smile, "Dad came to all my games, but today > was the first time he could see me play, and I wanted to show him I could > do it!" >