Every day I sit and listen to these retired players talk about retirement and how difficult it is on them.
Come on people, that is a ludicrous, selfish statement by a person who doesn't know any better.
I look at my Dad every day and see the tired, old man he has become. He struggles every month to pay his bills on a fixed income and I think to myself, "This is what he worked for all his life?"
My Dad was a hard-working steel worker who worked 7 days a week to feed all 5 of his kids and try to provide a good life for us. He coached our sports teams for free, he bought things for kids who couldn't afford them, and he was my biggest fan when I needed one.
What does he have to show for it? Nothing. That's right, nothing!
I work as a 911 Telecommunicator. I work long hours listening to every sob story there is, but when someone is in a crisis they sure hope I am on the other end of the line.
What do I have to show for it? Nothing. That's right, again, nothing.
You see, I am a public service worker who gets paid very little for working long hours. I don't get half the year off, I don't get paid to make appearances, and I have to fight to get a weekend off to spend with my family.
The point I am making is that these big crybaby athletes who never worked a day in there life need to open their eyes and stop the crying. Come sit in my chair for a day and see if your perspective changes.
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