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Picked On

In writing this, I don't know if you are or have ever been picked on when you were younger. But for me, it was almost an everyday experience. All through Junior High and my first 2 and half years in High School, I was picked on, chased and beat up. Like I said in my Bio, I always had to find new ways to the bus. There always seemed to be someone waiting to pound on me. I don't know why, I just happened. Maybe I looked a little goofy. Maybe it was because I was a little shy and quite. I don't know. But it's something I will never forget and something that, believe it or not, motivates me to this day. That's probably why I built my body as big as I have. It's probably why I joined an elite unit in the military. It's probably why I played football in college. It was a way to get back. To show this guys who were supposed to be cool and popular that I'm not a nerd, that I could do all of these things and succeed further than they could. Maybe that's why I like to play bad guys. I don't know. But I do know one thing, playing bad guys is very cathartic.

Here's a story that I think you might like. It was my junior year in college. Now, remember, it been a few years since high school in Michigan. I had left Oscoda High School in Michigan and lived in Iran, and then became a paratrooper for three years. So, things had changed. I matured, became more confident and not only that I got big, real big, 290lbs of muscle big.

Well, after one of the football games that we had won (one of the few), I was walking out from the stadium tunnel to a throng of fans. As I was walking, my eyes focused on one particular guy. He was a stocky, beer gut guy, about 5'11" with frizzy dark thinning hair. He looked familiar but I couldn't place him. Suddenly, the guy said something to me, "Mike! Hey, Mike!" I looked at him a little closer and then it all came back. This was one of those guys who use to pick on me from Oscoda High School. He was one of the big football heroes who was cool and popular. It had been about 7 years since I had left but I remembered everything like it happened yesterday. He could not believe that it was me; this skinny guy who was now a big college football player. Well, I tried to be as cool as possible but inside I was going crazy. I didn't know whether to hug him or crush him. The best part was when my girlfriend at the time came up and gave me a big kiss. The look on this guy's face was priceless. I felt like Cinderella after the Prince placed the glass slipper on her foot and all of the stepsisters were looking on. But I kept my cool and politely said that I had to go and to "take care." How this guy ended up watching an Eastern Michael football game, I don't know. But all I do know is that when I walked away, inside I was screaming, "Yeah!!!"

That scene is something that I'll never forget.

 

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