My cousin swore on a Bible that he wanted to work towards playing college basketball, and if it works out, play in the NBA. Mind you, he's 13, not that tall, not overly talented or athletic. I was willing to overlook all of that, because he told me so many times that he wanted me to work with him, and I told him I didn't want to waste my time, because he wasn't serious. He begged me to help, and I caved in.
I told him that if he is willing to do what I tell him, I could make him a standout player in his area, easily.
I went out and purchased a qoal with a glass backboard. That shit was not fucking cheap. Got him TWO NBA balls, and some gear to workout in. I made him swear to me and his mother that he would stick with it, and practice hard.
We were supposed to train yesterday, but his mother said he was sick. I didn't think anything of it, so I let it go. Today, I called to see how he was doing and his mother, all casual and shit said, 'He doesn't want to play basketball anymore'.
I was like, 'What? Are you telling me he made me buy all of that stuff, and he threw his goal away after ONE DAY???'
She got defensive and said he needs to focus on his education, and basketball was a waste of time.
We exchanged a few heated words, and I told her that I'm coming to take all of my shit back. I bought this dude so much stuff...
...and he just flaked out on me completely after one fucking session. ONE FUCKING SESSION AFTER ALL THAT SHIT HE TALKED!
How the fuck do you quit after the first fucking day?
We're raising a nation of bitches!!!
I told him that if he is willing to do what I tell him, I could make him a standout player in his area, easily.
I went out and purchased a qoal with a glass backboard. That shit was not fucking cheap. Got him TWO NBA balls, and some gear to workout in. I made him swear to me and his mother that he would stick with it, and practice hard.
We were supposed to train yesterday, but his mother said he was sick. I didn't think anything of it, so I let it go. Today, I called to see how he was doing and his mother, all casual and shit said, 'He doesn't want to play basketball anymore'.
I was like, 'What? Are you telling me he made me buy all of that stuff, and he threw his goal away after ONE DAY???'
She got defensive and said he needs to focus on his education, and basketball was a waste of time.
We exchanged a few heated words, and I told her that I'm coming to take all of my shit back. I bought this dude so much stuff...
...and he just flaked out on me completely after one fucking session. ONE FUCKING SESSION AFTER ALL THAT SHIT HE TALKED!
How the fuck do you quit after the first fucking day?
We're raising a nation of bitches!!!