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I know the exact moment I became an athlete.
In September of 1982, Miss Gibson shuffled her third grade class
outside to the kickball field for recess. I didnt think I
was very talented at kickball, and proved myself right during my
first two times at the plate, watching mournfully as the bright
red rubber ball rolled straight past my outstretched leg. With the
honest bluntness only an eight-year-old can get away with, a call
came from centerfield as I approached the plate for the third and
final time.
Move in, move in! She cant kick,
came the cry from Luis, a skinny little kid that had somehow garnered
popularity and I watched curiously as my classmates took three zombie-like
steps closer to where I stood. With those words, something strange
came over me and this time the ball did not roll by. Not knowing
if what fueled the mighty kick was anger, frustration, or the sharp
sting of unpremeditated rejection, I had plenty of time to ruminate
on such thoughts as I ran the bases. Not only did that ball sail
directly over Luis head, his outstretched arms, his wiggling
fingers, and his pathetic little jump to block it, but it seemed
to grow wings and fly, fly, fly through the heavens of childhood.
The springy ball bounced but once before settling into the sandbox
at the other end of the Bronxville Elementary School playground.
Luis had to retrieve my home-run ball, as I discovered the remarkable
power of athleticism in the time it took him to return-- out of
breath-- from the farthest vicinity of my efforts.
I didnt know what that feeling was or how
it made that ball travel so far, but I wanted more of its powerful
rush. In time, I learned that that surge of emotion and physical
intuitiveness I experienced from Luis taunts was nothing other
than plain old adrenaline set in motion. Only it didnt seem
so plain to me. I wanted more of it, and because of kickball, I
had a lead as to where to find more. Sports. There seemed so many
to try, so many to choose from, and I wanted to play them all. Since
that day on the kickball court, I discovered how to channel adrenaline's
ebb and flow into every endeavor.
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