Post by Finn O'Coghlan on Mar 29, 2012 16:40:14 GMT -5
The team therapist suggested I write this. I think it a foul idea but maybe it will help anyway.
Let's see...
Well, I was on my way to being the best. Better even than he ever was. But every time it seems I'm on my way to being the best, something happens to set me right back.
This time it's another injury. We were playing those dirty French fella's and I had the run to score, so I took my chance. Well two of their bigger guys came in from either side and took the dive right into my knees. And I hit good and hard, but luckily only one knee was injured in the tumble. But I brought one of my elbows right down in center of one fella's spine as he slid forward. But regardless, they did a number on my left knee. The doc says I'll be out a month or more. Shit....
At least it wasn't worse. But I'm benched again. And not even for anything, like, beating another fella senseless. It's just one more thing to overcome, I guess.
Just like his reputation, as his son.
I'm tired of being compared to him. I'm a better man and player than he is. I wouldn't leave my family alone like he did. I can't understand why Morwenna puts up with him. She reminds me a bit of Ma. And thank God that Howell isn't anything like him. She taught him right and proper, she did. Like Ma tried to teach me before she passed from this life. If I ever see him again it will be too soon. Of course, it is always too soon in that respect.
I hate him.
And I hate everything he is.
But it's okay. I have my little brother and Morwenna. And someday I really do hope I get the chance to be a better father than he was. Not that it would be much of a challenge. He is complete shyte at it. But I don't know when I'll be ready to take that responsibility. I like being a rover a bit too much.
Let's see...
Well, I was on my way to being the best. Better even than he ever was. But every time it seems I'm on my way to being the best, something happens to set me right back.
This time it's another injury. We were playing those dirty French fella's and I had the run to score, so I took my chance. Well two of their bigger guys came in from either side and took the dive right into my knees. And I hit good and hard, but luckily only one knee was injured in the tumble. But I brought one of my elbows right down in center of one fella's spine as he slid forward. But regardless, they did a number on my left knee. The doc says I'll be out a month or more. Shit....
At least it wasn't worse. But I'm benched again. And not even for anything, like, beating another fella senseless. It's just one more thing to overcome, I guess.
Just like his reputation, as his son.
I'm tired of being compared to him. I'm a better man and player than he is. I wouldn't leave my family alone like he did. I can't understand why Morwenna puts up with him. She reminds me a bit of Ma. And thank God that Howell isn't anything like him. She taught him right and proper, she did. Like Ma tried to teach me before she passed from this life. If I ever see him again it will be too soon. Of course, it is always too soon in that respect.
I hate him.
And I hate everything he is.
But it's okay. I have my little brother and Morwenna. And someday I really do hope I get the chance to be a better father than he was. Not that it would be much of a challenge. He is complete shyte at it. But I don't know when I'll be ready to take that responsibility. I like being a rover a bit too much.