i love to win
in anything
even the stupidest little things
theres no second place for me









It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbled, or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes short again and again, who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, and spends himself in a worthy cause, who at best knows achievement and who at the worst if he fails at least fails while daring greatly so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.










I come to the garden alone
While the dew is still on the roses
And the voice I hear falling on my ear
The Son of God discloses.

losing
















"Soccer isn't a matter of life and death...its more important than that."