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Underdogs stand up tall

I have been trying to write this post for the longest! And clearly I am still struggling.

I was originally intrigued by Janelle Monae and this line ("Underdogs Stand Tall") from her Tight Rope remix. Not only did she kill her verse she got me to thinking. Underdogs are Amazing! What makes an Underdog: Well according to Merriam and Webster:

An Underdog is:

1: a loser or predicted loser in a struggle or contest
2: a victim of injustice or persecution

So this small little phrase stood out to me. You see I'm an underdog in just about every sense of the word. I am an African-American female. I come from a single-parent home. And I survived sexual abuse as a child. Yes, both of my parents graduated from Michigan but they were both first generation college students. Basically everything has said that I wouldn't make it out of high school let alone graduate college. And I have done both with a little bit of grace thrown in there.

And as for my after college endeavors..well any female interested in the field of Sports, specifically college football, is already at a disadvantage. Her "Male" starts with an "Fe". So I have a lot to overcome. Which is daunting to say the least. But like the great philosopher Jay-Z said, "Difficult takes a day, Impossible takes a week." I guess I just have to be willing to put in a little more work. Because it starting to seem to me that Underdogs are taking over.

So as football season and my upcoming season quickly approach, remember that if the odds are against you all you have to do is Stand Tall! Leave your heart and don't be ashamed to shed sweat, blood, and tears!

Time to work on my posture.
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