Make your own luck
People are afraid to face how great a part of life is dependent on luck. It's scary to think so much is out of one's control. There are moments in a match when the ball hits the top of the net and for a split second it can either go forward or fall back. With a little luck it goes forward and you win. Or maybe it doesn't and you lose
17 ago 2011
16 ago 2011
You know when you get old in life
things get taken from you.
That’s, that’s part of life.
But,
you only learn that when you start losing stuff.
You find out that life is just a game of inches
So is rugby.
Because in either game
life or rugby
the margin for error is so small.
I mean
one half step too late or too early
you don’t quite make it.
One half second too slow or too fast
and you don’t quite catch it
The inches we need are everywhere around us.
They are in every break of the game,
every minute, every second
On this team, we fight for that inch.
On this team, we tear ourselves, and everyone around us
to pieces for that inch.
We claw with our finger nails for that inch.
Cause we know
when we add up all those inches
that’s going to make the fucking difference
between winning and losing
between living and dying.
I’ll tell you this
in any fight
it is the guy who is willing to die
who is going to win that inch. And I know
if I am going to have any life any more
it is because, I am still willing to fight, and die for that inch
because that is what living is.
The six inches in front of your face
You gotta look at the guy next to you.
Look into his eyes.
Now I think you are going to see a guy who will go that inch with you.
You are going to see a guy
who will sacrifice himself for this team
because he knows when it comes down to it,
you are gonna do the same thing for him.
That’s a team, gentlemen
and either we heal now, as a team,
or we will die as individuals
That’s rugby guys. That’s all it is.
things get taken from you.
That’s, that’s part of life.
But,
you only learn that when you start losing stuff.
You find out that life is just a game of inches
So is rugby.
Because in either game
life or rugby
the margin for error is so small.
I mean
one half step too late or too early
you don’t quite make it.
One half second too slow or too fast
and you don’t quite catch it
The inches we need are everywhere around us.
They are in every break of the game,
every minute, every second
On this team, we fight for that inch.
On this team, we tear ourselves, and everyone around us
to pieces for that inch.
We claw with our finger nails for that inch.
Cause we know
when we add up all those inches
that’s going to make the fucking difference
between winning and losing
between living and dying.
I’ll tell you this
in any fight
it is the guy who is willing to die
who is going to win that inch. And I know
if I am going to have any life any more
it is because, I am still willing to fight, and die for that inch
because that is what living is.
The six inches in front of your face
You gotta look at the guy next to you.
Look into his eyes.
Now I think you are going to see a guy who will go that inch with you.
You are going to see a guy
who will sacrifice himself for this team
because he knows when it comes down to it,
you are gonna do the same thing for him.
That’s a team, gentlemen
and either we heal now, as a team,
or we will die as individuals
That’s rugby guys. That’s all it is.
13 ago 2011
11 ago 2011
Feliz cumpleaños gustavo, no hay palabras para expresarte lo que se
te extraña, ni palabras para
agradecerte tanto, todos esperamos que despiertes un dia de estos y
puedas volver rapido.
Fuerza cerati!
Espera no te enojes esta vez lo vi venir como siempre la reacción es tan lenta como mi voz arrasando con la razón el tsunami llegó hasta aquí lo vi venir
pronto saldrá el sol
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