look i'm pretty sure you're a smart person and quite frankly you can do better than me. my ass went undrafted out of school. how was i supposed to know that bishop sycamore was not real? sure, i'm illiterate, and that's why i'm doing this instead of getting some fancy accounting job or something. do you want to a kicker? it's a miserable existence, and that's why you should absolutely not become a kicker like me. this is hell. i want you to find something else with your life so that you don't do something dumb like bank your entire life on being able to kick the ball and punt the ball. my legs feel like death. if anyone ever tackles me because i fucked up the kick i will be killed. no one invests in my protective equipment, my ribcage hurts to this very day. id rather be confined to sitting to the rest of my life. don't do this, stay in school and get good grades.
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