Grit. Pure grit.
The kind of stuff you can’t teach. It’s an ingredient that enables boys to turn into men. In sport; in life. This kid.
Far from perfect~Warts, Potty talk, Nose picking and all.
But, I sit in awe of his internal drive and enduring motor. The more the suck, the harder he tries.
I’m sure the road will be bumpy, curvy and full of detours. But, I know in my heart GRIT will enable him to rise and shine.