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So the Rangers are in the World Series. Wow, who would have imagined that a team from Texas would knock off the defending champs in 6 games? Must say it is a GREAT feeling to be up here in Yankee land and calling myself a Texan right now. Good times I tell ya, good times.
But I don't wish to talk about that. I want to point out something that, surprisingly enough, isn't being pushed to the back burner. Josh Hamilton. The coke addicted, alcoholic that was once suspended from MLB and sat out most of a year is now a ALCS MVP. Yes, he did coke. A lot. Yes he drank. A lot. But he rose about it. He came through the other side, standing tall, head held high.
I was on someone's page the other day and happened to read a "status comment war" between two guys I won't mention. But one guy pointed out how the other guy was a drunk and coke addict, etc. He made fun of him cause he had been to prison. So what? I say. We all have made mistakes. Some of us big ones, some of you small ones. Some of the people who are so quick to cast stones at excons, drug addicts, etc are seperated from us by ONE thing. They never got caught. Yet they sit here day in and day out casting wayward glances, mumbling under their breaths, and looking down on so many of us who, at one point or another in our lives, chose to take the wrong path.
A lot of you may know that, I spent a lot of time in prison. I spent so long in prison that it wasn't until I was almost 29 that I drank legally. From the time I was 17 until I was almost 29 I spent almost 11 years in prison, 8 of which was straight, flat time. I have been down the road of addiction as well, and have seen things that most people could only say they have seen in the movies.
Am I proud of it? No, of course not. But am I ashamed of it? Not at all. A lot of people may hold that against me, and for that, I say to each their own. But until you have been where I've been, walked the roads I have walked, climed the hills I have climed, crawled out of the ditches I have crawlded out of, don't judge me. What I was made me WHO I am. A lady whom I look at as a mother once asked me if I could go back in time, what would I change. My answer shocked me. Nothing. I would change nothing I told her. Because I feel that if I were to change anything, even the simplest of things, then there's no telling where I'd be right now. Dead. On death row. In rehab. Who knows. But I am glad I am where I am at right now.
Sure, being unemployed sucks. It sucks having employers hold something against me that happened damn near 20 years ago against me. But I will get through this. I have a GREAT support group that would do anything to help me. I have friends that love me. And at the end of the day, that's all that really matters, yano?
Oh yea, Josh Hamilton, the point of this blog, ha. Must say, hats off to you son. To go from a grown man curled up, crying in his grandmas bed to a man standing tall being doused with ginger ale ( yes ginger ale, he is TOTALLY clean and sober these days). And hats off to the media, who got this one right for a change. Not to often you see stories like this on the front page.
