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Where I need to be

I don't think that I can express my love of college football enough. I really don't even know where to begin! There is something about it! It does something to me. There is nothing like a Saturday afternoon in September. The excitement, the love, the heart! To me it's something that every other sport doesn't have. Which is why when my dad text me with this proposition I couldn't refuse.




Early this morning my dad picked me up and took me to Jackson, MI to help with a football camp was being held. To most this may not be exciting but I couldn't wait to stand on the field and watch my dad in action. As I walked down the sideline it hit me that this is where I needed to be. I had no complaints the whole day actually I kind of felt at peace the whole day. I loved the sound of the whistles, watching the drills, I just loved it all. I honestly can't do anything else with my life!! I have to coach college football!! There is just nothing like it! And I hope to one day continue the tradition.



Now granted I wasn't at a college football camp it was one for younger kids. But the thing is this is where it all begins. These young men that can barely keep their balance make a decision at a camp like this that they are going to one day run out onto a field just like some of the all time greats! The sweat on this field is foundation for the heart they leave on the college field.
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