Sadness of a Birthday

I wouldn’t say it’s exactly a secret that I don’t love my birthday. I suppose I could revert back to my playing days when in large part the potential of your age had much to do with how much of a chance anyone would give you. The older you were the less of a chance ‘they’ give you to develop, to reach your full potential; to get paid, to get your shot if you will and move up the ranks. Each year that passed was time narrowing my career and love for a game which ultimately became my passion. E...
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