theartofwar
Bluelighter
I have spent far too much of my life worrying about past events where I could have said/done something better. Such a pointless thing to do, the past can't be changed. Yet still I can't help it sometimes.
Glad that has worked for you - although I will point out that the fact you "can't help it sometimes." - seems to point that the concept is somewhat flawed. Personally I look at that saying and laugh, not remotely out disrespect to you, but because of how it affects my life - how boring would this place be if we were all the same.
my sayings: "It's better to be judged by 12 than carried by 6
next time you time think about stopping, remember, that guy wants it. Matter of fact, if he doesn't want it more than you, than you will lose. You will fight down to the competitor - the only way out of this is blood,sweat,tears and most importantly that fucking thing beating inside you, that refuse to let you go down for that count. Just like in war, some live some die. But the fact is, you must perform to your utmost ability. Only then, will you fully see the picture of life and of fighting.
my fav: I don't know what to say really. Three minutes till the biggest battle of our professional lives. It all comes down to today. Now either we heal as a team, or we're gonna crumble. Inch by inch, play by play, till we're finished. We're in hell right now, gentlemen. Believe me. And we can stay here, get the shit kicked out of us, or we can fight our way back into the light. We can climb out of hell. One inch at a time.
Now I can't do it for you. I'm too old. I look around, I see these young faces, and I think... I mean I've made every wrong choice a middle-aged man can make. I pissed away all my money, believe it or not. I chased off anyone who's ever loved me, and lately, I can't even stand the face I see in the mirror. You know when you get old in life, things get taken from you. That's part of life. But you only learn that when you start losing stuff. You find out life's this game of inches. And so is football. Because in either game, life or football, the margin for error is so small. I mean... one half a step too late or too early and you don't quite make it. One half second too slow too fast, 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 else around us to pieces for that inch. We claw with our fingernails for that inch. Because we know when we add up all those inches, that's gonna make the fucking difference between winning and losing! Between living and dying! I'll tell you this - in any fight, its the guy whose willing to die who's gonna win that inch. And I know if I'm going to have any life anymore, it's because I'm still willing to fight and die for that inch. Because that's what living is! The 6 inches in front of your face...
Now I can't make you do it. You've got to look at the guy next to you, look into his eyes. Now I think you're gonna see a guy who will go that inch with you. You're gonna see a guy who will sacrifice himself for this team, because he knows when it comes down to it, you're gonna do the same for him.
That's a team, gentlemen. And either we heal, now, as a team, or we will die, as individuals. That's football, guys. That's all it is. Now, what are you going to do?
