I had been in the league for over a decade. Every game that I had played was done with the intent of erasing my connection to a football legend and writing my own damn story. It wasn’t lost on me that this was the first season I had enjoyed playing football. Maybe it was because I was back with my boys and a Coach who gave a shit about me. Maybe it was because I had the girl of my dreams on the sidelines. A girl who dove headfirst into everything. She gave a hundred and ten percent, never anything less. It didn’t matter what she was doing—designing a house, dancing, working out, representing
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