Hilarious: Will Anderson Jr. went fishing with Randy Moss & Myles Garrett and lost a bass he hooked.
Will: "God gunna give it back to me. That’s a missed sack."
Moss: “Will, what was that bruh. Must’ve been one of them dual threat QBs you couldn’t get your hands on."
Myles: "That was Lamar right there."
😭😭😭
So you mean to tell me that someone down your ancestry line survived being chaıned to other human bodięs for several months in the bottom of a disease-infested ship during the Middle Passage, lost their language, customs and traditions, picked up the English language as best they could while working free of charge from sun up to sun down as they watched babies sold from out of their arms and women rapęd by ruthless sIave owners.
Took names with no last names, no birth certificates, no heritage of any kind, braved the Underground Railroad, survived the Civil Wąr to enter into sharecropping... Learned to read and write out of sheer will and determination, faced the burning crosses of the KƘK, everted their eyes at the black bodies swinging from ropes hųng on trees...
Fought in World Wąrs as soldiers only to return to America as boys, marched in Birmingham, hosed in Selma, jailed in Wilmington, assassinated in Memphis, segregated in the South, ghettoed in the North, ignored in history books, stereotyped in Hollywood...
and in spite of it all, someone in your family line endured every era to make sure you would get here, but you receive one rejection, face one obstacle, lose one friend, get overlooked, and you want to quit?
How dare you entertain the very thought of quitting. People, you will never know, survived from generation to generation so you could succeed. Don’t you dare let them down!
It is NOT in our DNA to quit!
Dearest mother,
Keep Pounding Day has dawned across the Carolinas, and the regiment toils joyfully in honor of the mighty Watchman Sam Mills. Today, we serve the community gladly, though Cpl. Umanmielen keeps mistaking every passing dog for a rival scout.
—Bryce
Dearest mother,
A ripple of excitement sweeps camp! With the 83rd selection, our regiment has taken Pvt. Brazzell of Tennessee, a swift‑footed Signal Corpsman built for deep strikes. ’Tis the very speed we have long prayed for. May the lad fulfill his promise.
—Bryce
Dearest mother,
Fortune favored us this eve. High Command bartered its way from 51 to 49 to seize Pvt. Lee Hunter, a stout Texan Cannon Crewman hewn from the red plains of Tech. ’Twas a bold stroke, and camp buzzes still. My spirit is stirred. Hope endures.
—Bryce
Dearest mother,
Rejoice with me. The unit has added Pvt. Freeling to its ranks with the 19th selection. It was the safe pick, not the flashy one, yet I feel at peace. I foresee myself and this young soldier working closely on the field of battle. Let the kinship begin.
—Bryce
This is AWESOME: Avieon Terrell gets drafted by the #Falcons and gives a big hug to his brother A.J. Terrell, now his Atlanta Falcons teammate.
I love this.