Just a quick shout out to you POP!! Happy Birthday you grizzled, old, crotchety, snarky, fiery, grouchy, peevish, choleric... and the list goes on, SOB!!!
Seriously though, Happy 64th POP!
To the BEST Coach in the World Pop!
Let enthusiasm reach your smile, happiness reach your eyes and resilience reach the temples of your face every time you look at someone. May you pass on your radiance to everyone around you.
Wishing you a very Happy Birthday!
“I asked them if it wasn't too much trouble, if I wasn't being too pushy, if they could execute what we were trying to do. And if it didn't make them too angry, if they also wanted to play some defense on the other end, that would be great.”
Pop â€“ missed your birthday but I had thought about getting you a nice Merlot or Cabernet; however, all I have to offer is a dusty 35 year old bottle of TJ Swan Mellow Days. Instead I offer this poem I found by Zak Fick. Happy Birthday Pop.
Chasing Perfection by Zak Fick
If practice makes perfect
And nobody's perfect,
Does this instill, if you will
That no matter how much time you fill,
Practicing, and working to improve your game
That everything you do won't be the same?
Is everything we do just intelligent?
Is it pointless, worthless, or even irrelevant?
Well if it is so, and i hope that it's not,
Please excuse me while i give all that i got,
Whether its working off the dribble,
Or my fade-away shot,
I will go and chase perfection,
Even if I can't achieve,
It's all about the path you chase
And this i do believe.
So even if i can't,
Be perfect at this game,
I will do my best, to be the best
In this I find no shame,
Because to live and try is worth the cost
Of getting stronger through a loss
And living life, no effort giving
Is in fact, in no way, living
I would rather try and fall, and fail
Then opportunity to prevail
Be set on a boat, and sail
Into the abyss so cold and stale,
So grab the ball, pick up your feet
Lift up your arms, and bring the heat
Perfection's impossible to embrace
But you'll get stronger when you chase
So get up on your man and guard,
And practice, practice, practice hard.
I dream of a day when a chicken can cross the road without having their motives questioned.
No poem or wine but heartfelt thanks for not being a spotlight hungry waste of coach who goes for air up there players, instead you know how to build and hold together a structure of players and plays that bring the championships
........ And World Peace
HAPPY B DAY POP!!!! THE MAN and the ICON!!!!!!!!!!
Win or lose this is a game -
You could let it pick your brain for weeks and months, just replay it over and over, won't do you any good at all. When someone loses a loved one and they do that it only brings forth anguish. I feel acceptance is sometimes the key, it happened, now you have to react to it. Giving up is not an option.
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