The truth

I can only make comparisons to basketball, because at the end of the day its pretty much the one thing I know well. I can name you every lottery* draft pick from 1984 til now. (Michael Jordan is going to the hall today. Clap your hands) At the end of the day, every guy is competing for the same girls. Girls get ranked by a point systems. A girl will get an overall average score based on everything from looks to knowledge of food to love for certain cheeses to....the ultimate x-factor, love for chicago sports, specifically the bulls.

What does any of this mean? Ok I'm getting there.

I'm never the guy any girl is really looking for. I have earned the role of hustle player...I am not nearly as good looking as some guys, or as fit, or as tall. But I make it all up with wit and charm, but in this game, we call that hustle. I am players player....a coaches player. What does that mean? Everyone loves me...the prettiest girls I know love me, they love me cause I play hard, and I pass the ball, and I am unselfish on the court...The boys love me for all the same reasons, but by no means am I an all-star, in fact, just look up Kurt Rambis*

I am part of a well oiled machine, and my niche and home is here. I can't function outside of it, I can't function with other players and when looked at by players from another team, I am the one they least fear.

So what does this mean? Ok, as much as I love Kurt Rambis, I am not going to sit Magic Johnsons down for more than 5 minutes if my team is down by 10. Sorry Kurt....same applies to girls...Its a novel and cute thing to get with Dave...but you aren't winning a championship with just me.

I turn 25 in 3 days. I hate all your boyfriends. They are grumpy and not funny. But I am sure you will love the inevitable break up. I'll still be here.