Pushin' Hooptie's

Look how things have changed in just 3 short years!

The famous Brazilian author Paul Coelho once wrote, "The two hardest tests on the spiritual road are the patience to wait on the right moment and the courage not to be disappointed with what we encounter.” My man Ben Franklin broke it down like this, “He that can have patience can have what he will.” Solomon, wisest man to ever live shut it down when he wrote, “The end of a matter is better than its beginning, and patience is better than pride.” Ecclesiastes 7:8. 

As the college football season jumps off this week with the ridiculous match up at Cowboys Stadium on Saturday where the #2 Alabama Crimson Tide (defending national champion) will play the all-time winningest program in the history of college football, the #8 Michigan Wolverines. How many folks can remember Tate Forcier the freshman phenom quarterback that just 3 years ago was the starter ahead of the Heisman candidate Denard Robinson? Ole boy was the man in Ann Arbor and talent convinced him that he didn’t have to put in the work to be great. During the summer of 2010 this dun didn’t participate in voluntary workouts and ended up getting his lunch money and his job taken by Robinson.

He would eventually transfer to the University of Miami in January 2011 where he was initially going to sit out the upcoming season and be eligible to play in 2012 and 2013. But once again he bounced and went to San Jose State only to leave there too. Now he's a free agent in the Canadian Football league looking for a team to play on. He essentially jumped out of a Bentley and ended up in the ’86 Monte Carlo with one head light, a broken rear window, the interior top hanging down in the way with a hole in the floor. Where I'm from they call that a hooptie because that joint is guaranteed to stop on you.

Now let’s keep it real or all the way 100, whichever comes 1^st! This cat reminds me of Oklahoma’s Marcus Dupree, Ohio State’s Maurice Clarett and most recently Auburn’s Mike Dyer. They all were guys with unbelievable talent that didn’t have the patience to wait in line. One thing about life is that you can not bypass the natural order of doing things. All of these clowns thought that the world owed them something right now and ended up buying a lemon.

"Thanks playboy cuz you made it easy!"

The old timers would always say, “Listen up young punk, it ain’t yo time. You gotta wait!” I simply don’t get why boyz can’t understand that you can’t fast forward life because it’s only going to move as fast as it’s supposed to. Now Forcier could still be at Michigan preparing for an unbelievable game on Saturday and still be the MAN in Ann Arbor but he's ridin' in a bucket this morning. Now both of these cats would be starting if he were still there but one of them would be catching balls and it wouldn't be Denard, that's for sure. Why? Because Tate Forcier has the heart of a Lilliputian.

Forcier wanted to be the starting quarterback at a big time program but didn’t want to put in the work. Life doesn’t work like that bruh!  Some old cat in the barber shop with a purple leisure suit on and gators to match once told me that in order to be GREAT you’ve got to be EXTREMELY good at doing the things that require absolutely no talent. Forcier must have never gone to the hood and gotten a hair cut because that’s the type of advice you can walk out of there with. Now don’t get me wrong you’ve got to put on you waders while you’re sitting there because boyz are talking crazy more often than not. However, if you’re paying attention you can learn something.

Just because you’re good doesn’t mean that it’s your time. The best wine is the one that's ready bruh! Paul Masson had a commercial back in the day that said, "We will sell no wine until it's time."  If you’re supposed to shine then you will. Stop buying rides at the buy here pay here lots because the interest rates are too high and they never last more than 6 months! Then you end up upside down in the joint.

Holla At Ya Boy!

Jay Graves

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