Sometimes it is hard to see the good or cool through our daily slog of life. While sitting down tonight completely unaware about what I wanted to write about I took a sip of my cheap Merlot and it hit me like the tart finish of the dark red vino. We all have done some cool stuff in our lifetimes. Don’t compare your life to someone else’s just look at your life. Go back as far as you can remember and think about those memories. Of course, we can all pull up a few things, some good and other bad, but if we really delve into the depths of our memory bank there are cool things for sure. Cool things are also relative. What you think is cool, others will think is stupid or trivial. It doesn’t matter. What matters is that you think it is cool. This isn’t something you discuss with others because you don’t want to be swayed by others’ perception of what a cool event is. If you thought it was an experience that rated cool on your scale then it is cool, neat, an experience that you had that you would never trade.
Some of the cool stuff that I remember isn’t necessarily riveting or even the most positive of outcomes, but the experience made it cool. I remember my mom driving myself and two other kids all over the northeast in an RV, so we could race BMX nationals. Yeah, that was cool, but the real cool part was getting lost in Harlem, NY when they would jump on your car to clean the windows back in the 80’s. Another cool part of that trip was that something happened with the battery and she couldn’t turn off the RV, so she drove all the way home, over 24 hours, without taking a rest. She was beat, but I will never forget that trip because of those experiences. There are many cool things that surrounded the BMX life and as I type they are just flooding back into the front of the brain.
Another cool experience was being a little kid and watching my dad and granddaddy race in the SCCA. They raced all over the southeast. I remember playing in the red clay at Road Atlanta, riding a tire at Sebring to mow down the weeds on the backstretch, watching my granddaddy crash at Daytona, and knowing that he held the overall speed record for his displacement of racecar at Talladega for many years. Those memories and moments are special. Because of racing I got to meet many famous people, who while at the track, were just racecar drivers. Those experiences have led me to look at people differently than a lot of the people I listen to daily.
I have relatives who have faced a bear while fishing in Alaska, have worked with the greatest rock stars of our time, and who have picked themselves up from humble beginnings to become successful in their chosen fields. I find this stuff cool because of the example that has been set and that it shows what is possible if you chase what you want to do.
What about cool animals. My brother in law was a K-9 officer. His dogs were amazing. So well trained but amazingly lovely to the family that cared for him. His skill set and the dog’s respect for the job necessary were just astounding. What about our family friend that has a dog that detects sugar levels to help with Type 1 diabetes. This is just a fabulous skill that has been trained into this dog. He has also helped others completely by accident because it is what he was trained to do. This stuff is just cool. The training and skills that animals are capable of is beyond any expectation I have ever had for one of my beloved pound puppies. Coolness is so relative to the person that thinks it is cool. Don’t get me wrong, I think some of these dogs that are being touted as “therapy dogs” are being abused but that really isn’t for me to judge. If you are religious, you know you will judged at the time of reckoning. I will just keep looking for cool animals and their amazing behaviors.
Lastly for this evening, people are cool. The jobs they do, the dreams they have, and the pursuit of those dreams they feel are worthy of chasing. I have a couple of friends who are firearms enthusiasts. Not what you would term weirdo’s but truly students of weaponry and what they can do. They study them and teach others how to safely use them. What about the college professors that I know that when they are not teaching are traveling the world seeing places that the rest of us only see on our sign-on screen on our computers. They have their favorite spots and share their experiences in the modern digital world, so we can all see the splendor they are capturing firsthand. Then there are my entrepreneurial friends who are trying to help others to help themselves. The status quo just isn’t their cup of tea. They may have normal careers but there is more out there, and they want it. I have classmates from high school who are making a difference in the world of medicine, law, business, and education. These people are cool. They are pursuing their excellence for their own reasons. Maybe it is for social status, economic reasons, or maybe it is because they love it. They don’t think they are cool but that makes them even cooler in my eyes. As I stated earlier, cool is a relative thought. Take some time to reflect as far back as you can, and I know, you too will have some amazingly cool things that you have done, and it will make you want to do more cool things as you move forward.
Tonight’s little thought comes on the eve of a visit to an amazing place tomorrow for Michelle and myself. When we visit we get to witness people moving around and their entire mission is to serve the people there to either make their days as comfortable as possible or to eradicate the non-cool from their bodies. The battles that are fought day and night are not cool, but the care, technology, compassion, and staff make the cool emit like early morning sun rays.
Get up early and watch the sun rise. Watch it set as well. Take every moment you have, and it will be hard for something cool not to happen. Sometimes the moon shines bright enough for the cool to be seen as well. Enjoy your days and don’t let others tell you what cool is.
Thursday, November 30, 2017
Monday, November 27, 2017
Devolver bien por mal -- Jorge Gutierrez a Former Player from FSC
It is the Monday after Thanksgiving and we are speeding towards the second to last holiday of the year. Christmas is right around the corner, or Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, Ramadan, or any other celebration that may be appropriate for your culture. It is time to reflect on the good, the bad, and the things that we want to make better as we move towards a new year. It has been a year of learning, growing, and a lot of tweets from world leaders. Hopefully, there will be a lot of about two out of three next year as well.
Tonight, I have decided to pen a bit about the happy Spaniard I had the privilege of coaching for three years.
Jorge Gutierrez came to Florida Southern from Spain as a highly recruited player. Somehow, he found his way to us, as I would later find out that many other higher ranked schools were interested in him. From the beginning the kid was great. He barely spoke connective English but always had a smile and a great spirit on the court. He was a hard-working student and managed to make great grades in classes that he didn’t even understand early on in his college career. One of the funniest things was his outstanding performance in his freshman English class. He made great grades on his writing assignments, often scoring better than his American classmates. Not only was he a good tennis player, he also had skills for learning how to utilize the college academic system to his utmost advantage. You see, there were writing labs where students could take their papers to have them looked over before they were presented. Jorge would put his thoughts down and then march them over to the writing lab to have them put in proper form. It was a type of Spanish/English to English literary translation that resulted in Dean’s list grades for his entire time at FSC. During his senior year he was also part of a group of players who presented their senior capstone on JetBlue Airlines. The group knocked it out of the park and we were anticipating graduation and Jorge playing another year while doing his MBA to further enhance his American business knowledge.
On the court Jorge was more at home. He had moments of utter brilliance and then there were days where he played to be more exacting. The fun about Jorge was you never knew which one was going to appear. During his three seasons playing at FSC he had a winning record all three years in singles. He played predominately at positions five and six with guest appearances higher up the roster. He was a big hitting left hander with powerful shots. He gained himself so many opportunities to move forward and finish with simple volleys or overpowering forehands it became impossible to count all of them. The only problem was that the attack portion of the court was as about as uncomfortable to Jorge as a ten-minute speech about what it meant to be an American during his freshman year. All kidding aside, Jorge was a grinding singles player who had everything necessary to be a dominating presence on the court. He was a hero for some of our biggest wins and I will never forget the day he was the clinching point against Queen’s College. The roar from his teammates and the crowd was just one of those moments that is indelibly marked in your memory.
As I spoke about above, the net and surrounding areas weren’t Jorge’s most comfortable places, but he had success in doubles. During his freshman season he went 13-4 at two and three doubles. The biggest surprise came with a losing record his second season. That year he and his partner only went 11-13 but all the matches were played at number one doubles. Yes, he played number one with Ivan Marevic. Ivan, who I will write about later was a hard hitting, go for broke player and needed someone that could open the court for him to take his risks. Enter Jorge and his own version of erratic, go for broke doubles style. The two of them made an odd pair but they had so many close matches the overall record could have easily flipped or even been hugely successful. The best part of the whole experiment was that Jorge accepted his role and embraced the fact that he was on the number one team and needed to lead as such.
Jorge never got to play his fourth year at FSC. He was offered the opportunity to go back to Spain, obtain his MBA, and learn at the family business. Selfishly, I wanted him to stay but as we always preached growth was painful, and the goal was to be a great beyond the tennis courts. He has gone on to do wonderful things in Spain and is now in an industry he desires to learn more about. Hopefully, he is still acting like he did when he was playing with reckless abandon and never feels like he is comfortably ahead. Some of his best performances on the court came when he was underestimated by his opponent. I hope none of his new business constituents ever underestimate what Jorge can do.
During his time at FSC, I never felt that Jorge was comfortable with who he was or what he was truly capable of doing with the talent he had. Early on in this little bio I mentioned that he was highly recruited. I will never forget the first fall regional tournament we went to in Valdosta. I was watching him battle a really talented player from a highly ranked team. A coach from another highly ranked team came up and was just baffled how I ended up with Jorge. He stated that he had tried along with some other schools and he knew that they could have offered him more. I am really glad he came to FSC because I got a lot more from him than I could have ever offered him.
Tonight, I have decided to pen a bit about the happy Spaniard I had the privilege of coaching for three years.
Jorge Gutierrez came to Florida Southern from Spain as a highly recruited player. Somehow, he found his way to us, as I would later find out that many other higher ranked schools were interested in him. From the beginning the kid was great. He barely spoke connective English but always had a smile and a great spirit on the court. He was a hard-working student and managed to make great grades in classes that he didn’t even understand early on in his college career. One of the funniest things was his outstanding performance in his freshman English class. He made great grades on his writing assignments, often scoring better than his American classmates. Not only was he a good tennis player, he also had skills for learning how to utilize the college academic system to his utmost advantage. You see, there were writing labs where students could take their papers to have them looked over before they were presented. Jorge would put his thoughts down and then march them over to the writing lab to have them put in proper form. It was a type of Spanish/English to English literary translation that resulted in Dean’s list grades for his entire time at FSC. During his senior year he was also part of a group of players who presented their senior capstone on JetBlue Airlines. The group knocked it out of the park and we were anticipating graduation and Jorge playing another year while doing his MBA to further enhance his American business knowledge.
On the court Jorge was more at home. He had moments of utter brilliance and then there were days where he played to be more exacting. The fun about Jorge was you never knew which one was going to appear. During his three seasons playing at FSC he had a winning record all three years in singles. He played predominately at positions five and six with guest appearances higher up the roster. He was a big hitting left hander with powerful shots. He gained himself so many opportunities to move forward and finish with simple volleys or overpowering forehands it became impossible to count all of them. The only problem was that the attack portion of the court was as about as uncomfortable to Jorge as a ten-minute speech about what it meant to be an American during his freshman year. All kidding aside, Jorge was a grinding singles player who had everything necessary to be a dominating presence on the court. He was a hero for some of our biggest wins and I will never forget the day he was the clinching point against Queen’s College. The roar from his teammates and the crowd was just one of those moments that is indelibly marked in your memory.
As I spoke about above, the net and surrounding areas weren’t Jorge’s most comfortable places, but he had success in doubles. During his freshman season he went 13-4 at two and three doubles. The biggest surprise came with a losing record his second season. That year he and his partner only went 11-13 but all the matches were played at number one doubles. Yes, he played number one with Ivan Marevic. Ivan, who I will write about later was a hard hitting, go for broke player and needed someone that could open the court for him to take his risks. Enter Jorge and his own version of erratic, go for broke doubles style. The two of them made an odd pair but they had so many close matches the overall record could have easily flipped or even been hugely successful. The best part of the whole experiment was that Jorge accepted his role and embraced the fact that he was on the number one team and needed to lead as such.
Jorge never got to play his fourth year at FSC. He was offered the opportunity to go back to Spain, obtain his MBA, and learn at the family business. Selfishly, I wanted him to stay but as we always preached growth was painful, and the goal was to be a great beyond the tennis courts. He has gone on to do wonderful things in Spain and is now in an industry he desires to learn more about. Hopefully, he is still acting like he did when he was playing with reckless abandon and never feels like he is comfortably ahead. Some of his best performances on the court came when he was underestimated by his opponent. I hope none of his new business constituents ever underestimate what Jorge can do.
During his time at FSC, I never felt that Jorge was comfortable with who he was or what he was truly capable of doing with the talent he had. Early on in this little bio I mentioned that he was highly recruited. I will never forget the first fall regional tournament we went to in Valdosta. I was watching him battle a really talented player from a highly ranked team. A coach from another highly ranked team came up and was just baffled how I ended up with Jorge. He stated that he had tried along with some other schools and he knew that they could have offered him more. I am really glad he came to FSC because I got a lot more from him than I could have ever offered him.
Friday, November 24, 2017
Thankful for a lot
A while ago, I wrote about being consistently inconsistent. Well, I proved it. There was a moment that I had consistently been writing, happily telling stories of former players and then pontificating on things that just popped in my head and wouldn’t leave. Then, I allowed life to intervene. Isn’t that what we all say? Life got in the way! Life happened! It did, and we plowed on as a family. A job was left for opportunity years in the making, a battle has been fought and won, classes were taken and the desired outcome has been achieved, a hurricane delayed the outcome of a goal, and we have a horse that drinks a beer daily. All of these put a strain on the family unit, but each was worked through with diligence and the care necessary to achieve a goal satisfactory to the standard desired.
That leads me to today. Every time a blog was skipped I felt guilty. I want to get the story of my former players out because each of them is a great guy doing remarkable things. The thoughts that stay trapped in my mind cause havoc and once I get them on paper the lunacy evaporates. It is a weird dynamic that I wish on no one else. My poor wife lives with it and her pain can only be described as excruciating. Guilt is a funny thing. The entire reason I wouldn’t blog is because I had not completed my real estate licensure work. I had taken the class and was ready to take the test, but the first paragraph paralyzed my progress. Whether some was legit, and some was self-induced it halted the next step in my life according to my staircase. In reality, the staircase stopped on a couple of extra floors before I reach the top. Since I hadn’t achieved my real estate license I stopped doing everything I enjoy. I wouldn’t read my book in the morning. By the way, I am reading The Tipping Point by Malcolm Gladwell currently and it is an informative read. I wouldn’t blog, fly the drone, workout, or any other thing I enjoy. The reason; if I have time to do this stuff I can study for the State exam. The final straw came a few weeks ago and I decided to go give it a shot and see what happens. I passed but wasn’t even excited because all I could think about was how much time I had wasted waiting for the right time. I never considered that everything happens for a reason and to embrace the challenges that had been placed in my way along the way.
Even though I wasn’t doing stuff I truly enjoy I was keeping up with the social media world and my former players. I have been almost like a fervent religious fanatic when it comes to staying in contact with them. The social media stuff is just entertaining. You guys have some funny thoughts and your cryptic messages are as entertaining as your personalities. To end this post, I am going to highlight three men who I have been following for a good while.
All three went to the same high school I did, attended at least part of the time I was there, and have become successes in their chosen fields. The first is a straight up bad ass. When he was in high school I believe there was talk about owning a bar. Well, he accomplished that and then parlayed that into a bigger bar and a lot of us ended up eating in his multiple locations. He also ran or was a part of a magazine I wanted to be in so badly. Now, he has a beautiful family, posts about working hard and finding people to work hard with him, feeds your kids in schools, and supplies the healthy stuff that more of us should be eating daily. The second one I did not know too well but he also attended school around the same time as me. I thoroughly enjoy seeing his banter with the unruly neighbor, his passion for the entrepreneur lifestyle, and his relentless pursuit of the happy complete life. Sometimes the picture we thought we saw ages and shows a completely different dimension when revisited years later. Lastly, is a guy that I knew but he was closer with my cousin and his family during our youth. He too has chased the business glory and moved out of state to do so. Recently he showed incredible resolve regarding a family matter that cannot get any closer. His steadfast love, willingness to share the moment publicly, and his heartfelt sentiment has been amazing to watch. His love of his family during such loss has made me just want to hug mine tighter because like they say, “You just never know.”
These three guys are just an example of what I see when I scroll through the social media platforms and I look forward to their thoughts and adventures each time I get the chance to see them. It is a refreshing change from the negative that so often infiltrates us and seems to be the norm. I appreciate these three for being abnormal in the best way possible. Oh yeah, I have passed my state licensure and will be joining Michelle at Century 21 At Your Service Realty as her partner and not just her back-office assistant. The new journey is just beginning but I look forward to the challenge and working towards a common goal with my wife daily. If you are wanting to sit down and have a beer just come on out to the barn and you and Rio can have a beer in his stall. Enjoy your family, create the life you want, and be who you are. Actually, be the best you possible. We’ll get over the fact that you aren’t who we want you to be.
That leads me to today. Every time a blog was skipped I felt guilty. I want to get the story of my former players out because each of them is a great guy doing remarkable things. The thoughts that stay trapped in my mind cause havoc and once I get them on paper the lunacy evaporates. It is a weird dynamic that I wish on no one else. My poor wife lives with it and her pain can only be described as excruciating. Guilt is a funny thing. The entire reason I wouldn’t blog is because I had not completed my real estate licensure work. I had taken the class and was ready to take the test, but the first paragraph paralyzed my progress. Whether some was legit, and some was self-induced it halted the next step in my life according to my staircase. In reality, the staircase stopped on a couple of extra floors before I reach the top. Since I hadn’t achieved my real estate license I stopped doing everything I enjoy. I wouldn’t read my book in the morning. By the way, I am reading The Tipping Point by Malcolm Gladwell currently and it is an informative read. I wouldn’t blog, fly the drone, workout, or any other thing I enjoy. The reason; if I have time to do this stuff I can study for the State exam. The final straw came a few weeks ago and I decided to go give it a shot and see what happens. I passed but wasn’t even excited because all I could think about was how much time I had wasted waiting for the right time. I never considered that everything happens for a reason and to embrace the challenges that had been placed in my way along the way.
Even though I wasn’t doing stuff I truly enjoy I was keeping up with the social media world and my former players. I have been almost like a fervent religious fanatic when it comes to staying in contact with them. The social media stuff is just entertaining. You guys have some funny thoughts and your cryptic messages are as entertaining as your personalities. To end this post, I am going to highlight three men who I have been following for a good while.
All three went to the same high school I did, attended at least part of the time I was there, and have become successes in their chosen fields. The first is a straight up bad ass. When he was in high school I believe there was talk about owning a bar. Well, he accomplished that and then parlayed that into a bigger bar and a lot of us ended up eating in his multiple locations. He also ran or was a part of a magazine I wanted to be in so badly. Now, he has a beautiful family, posts about working hard and finding people to work hard with him, feeds your kids in schools, and supplies the healthy stuff that more of us should be eating daily. The second one I did not know too well but he also attended school around the same time as me. I thoroughly enjoy seeing his banter with the unruly neighbor, his passion for the entrepreneur lifestyle, and his relentless pursuit of the happy complete life. Sometimes the picture we thought we saw ages and shows a completely different dimension when revisited years later. Lastly, is a guy that I knew but he was closer with my cousin and his family during our youth. He too has chased the business glory and moved out of state to do so. Recently he showed incredible resolve regarding a family matter that cannot get any closer. His steadfast love, willingness to share the moment publicly, and his heartfelt sentiment has been amazing to watch. His love of his family during such loss has made me just want to hug mine tighter because like they say, “You just never know.”
These three guys are just an example of what I see when I scroll through the social media platforms and I look forward to their thoughts and adventures each time I get the chance to see them. It is a refreshing change from the negative that so often infiltrates us and seems to be the norm. I appreciate these three for being abnormal in the best way possible. Oh yeah, I have passed my state licensure and will be joining Michelle at Century 21 At Your Service Realty as her partner and not just her back-office assistant. The new journey is just beginning but I look forward to the challenge and working towards a common goal with my wife daily. If you are wanting to sit down and have a beer just come on out to the barn and you and Rio can have a beer in his stall. Enjoy your family, create the life you want, and be who you are. Actually, be the best you possible. We’ll get over the fact that you aren’t who we want you to be.
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