The greatest rivalry

The weekend I traveled to Dallas Texas with my cousin, brother and father was a weekend to definitely remember. It was September 19, 2005, a cool and slightly windy Monday night, the biggest rivalry in football history, 80,000 fans showed up excited, nervous, anxious and ready for the game. Every single person was screaming and shouting, some where chanting “Go Redskins”, “Its game time Cowgirls”, others where chanting “how about them cowboys”. Now looking at the stadium from a distance, it looked like the stadium was covered in white and blue jerseys. But despite the amount of white and blue jerseys in the stadium, I was surrounded with burgundy and gold. The cheerleaders were cheering, the dance girls were dancing and the song “stronger” by Kanye West was playing in the loud speakers when the players started running out of the locker room.

Just as the redskins where about to kick off, you could feel the tension, excitement and anxiety. When the game started, it was even on both sides of the field through the first and second quarter with the cowboys leading 3-0. As the game continued, the Redskins continued to suck. The offense was absolutely horrible. It was 5 minutes left to the end of the game; the Redskins were down 13-0. Now at this point, I can honestly say that I gave up, lost hope and accepted that defeat. But just as I was about to seat down, a big play to Santana Moss for a touchdown to put the Redskins on the scoreboard for the first time (13-7). Some people around me kept saying “one more touchdown” and to myself I was saying “we ain’t gonna score”. The Redskins defense stepped up and stops the cowboys forcing them to punt the ball with a little over 2 minutes left. I started to have faith, I started to believe. With exactly 2:35 minutes left on the clock, another huge play to Santana Moss for 70yrds and a touchdown put the Redskins up 14-13 and that is how the game ended.


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The Point: The battle is not over until the fat lady sings therefore you should not give up.

A dream career or a dream job.

What is the American dream? Most people would have different views on what the American dream is but 95% of the time, it involves making lots of money, being able to do what ever you want to do when ever you want to do it. And to be completely honest, I am part of the 95%. My American dream involves me making at list a 7 figure salary without having to stress my life.
Now some people when asked what they would like to be when the grow up would say I want to be a lawyer, some say I want to be a doctor, engineer, pharmacist, teacher, nurse and the list goes on and on. But as much as I want to be a pharmacist, I would honestly say that my ideal job would be a professional football player. Football would be my I deal job because first of all it is something I truly love and have a passion for. Second, the salary rate of a football player is 3 times if not more the salary rate of a pharmacist per year and that completely signifies my American dream.