I admired Chris Spatola. I loved his voice, his outlook on life, and how real he was. He wasn’t a typical jock. He was somebody I just vibed with.
When we traveled together, we’d eat, hang out, then sit in one of our hotel rooms talking until it was time to sleep. I can hear him right now: “CHILDERS, my man!”
This is bullshit. I’m sitting here trying to make sense of it, and I can’t. Tell me, God, please—how are we supposed to make sense of this? What the heck is this life? I don’t get it, guys.
If Lindsay Clancy murdered 3 dogs by strangling them, chasing one down that tried to run away, the entire world would demand that she be sent to prison for a long time. She would definitely be held accountable and have 0 support. Killing 3 beautiful kids gets her a fan club. We are a lost society