Some people are born to play the game of football. Others have to fight for their right to be part of the action. Cedric Wilkins II was among the latter crop. So, seeing somebody walk the same path, his instincts tell him to dedicate time to helping develop that talent, because those are the players whose stories excite the junkyard dog. If you’re born to play the game, making your way to the main stage doesn’t mean anything; if you scratch and claw your way to the top, that takes grit and determination, and that should be what truly impresses people. So, with a mentee watching his every move, asking him for guidance, Cedric Wilkins II catches a glimpse of the player he has always been, the scrappy junkyard dog fighting for his shot, and while he doesn’t have many words of advice, he guides his protégé through his actions, putting his nose to the grindstone and busting his ass to show the next generation the meaning of working for your dreams.
|
|
