I feel the same....
paintball the way your described is my dream, its my only true goal, its what wakes me up in the morning and haunts me the moments before sleep takes me at night. Everything I do is touched by the sport. I know the life of sponsored player is rough, I know you spend more time in hotels and rental cars then you do in your own house. Even with all the rough times, and strains it puts on the pro's its the only dream i have to chase. I question myself all the time, is there life after paintball? What if im not, or never will be good enough? Can I give up everything I know as life now and am comfortable with to chase my dreams? My nightmares are of me as at 50 still never knowing if I had what it took, never understanding what more I could have gave. I just want the chance, I can accept that I may never be good enough, I can live and move on from there. But never knowing? I cant accept that...
(sorry for the essay there)
yeah I know what you mean, and that was the best I have ever heard it said...its beautiful
Tom was the last of a now extinct breed, a breed of players who build a community, a breed of owners who gave to the sport never taking more than what they deserved. I hope to see you at the feild again some day....