Jeff Blogs

From a lifetime of being an athlete I have collected more than my share of injuries and scars. I attribute part of it from the fact that I always gave everything when I was out on the field. And by everything I usually mean there was literally a part of me left in the dirt or on the fence or in the trainer’s room.

When I was younger I was under the delusion that I was invincible. For some inconceivable reason I thought I was either going to live forever and not to worry or if my freshman English teacher was correct I would either be dead or making license plates by the time I was 30.

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