Heart of the Gladiator
The captain of the local football team stands with his head held low on the side line as his team take another bout of jeering from fans at yet another loss this season.
A local athlete fears coming home after suffering a major loss at this weeks sporting event.
The young and old boxers, martial artists pugilists of all manner suffer the wrath of the armchair sports heros.
Each year participants train hard for exams, jobs, sports and a whole host of activities and adventures. Each one shows the determination to push themselves to their ultimate level to achieve their absolute best in their chosen field.
I celebrate their efforts no matter their results, for without people willing to take that chance and participate, we would have nothing.
Everyone loves a winner, but without ‘others’ their would be no winners, just a person turning up and walking away with a certificate, trophy, belt etc
I take this time to celebrate all participants from far and wide, without whom our worlds would not be so fine. Who entertain and entrall me throughout the years, and show us all their blood, sweat and tears. Always know that not all are haters and that some know you have the heart of a gladiator. So I raise my glass to cheer you on, and let the good times roll from here and beyond.