I think this monologue that I'm performing is really funny...so, here it is:
Yes, this is how it is. Goddammit!
When I was a boy I thought I had it made. My coach said to me, "You could be good." I had the instincts. I could hit the ball. I could run. My dad played football.
Then everybody told me, "You're just a jerk...this macho stuff...big man."
Bullshit.
And then I thought, "My instincts are off. My Instincts are all off." I thought: Girls will like this...but they didn't. So, I hung out with these guys.
It wasn't what I had in mind, and all the fun had gone. Pretty soon I couldn't hit...I couldn't catch...I was slowing down.
I said to my dad, "I don't want to do this. This isn't me." I felt so ashamed.
He said, "What do you mean? Your friends out there...they're doing it...they like it." "Just get in there...don't be afraid...you can't get hurt."
If you get hurt, it doesn't matter. That's how it is. You pick yourself up and get on with it. What do you care?
Because you belong.
But I never did belong.
It never was for me.
Little League never was for me.
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