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      <title>Selling My Soul To Football</title>
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      <description>&lt;!-- raw HTML omitted --&gt;&#xA;&lt;p&gt;There’s a popular movie trope where someone sells their soul to the devil for some immediate benefit. Good looks, guitar playing skills, it could be anything. Whatever they gain isn’t really the point, the point is that eventually the devil will make his due and those chickens will come home to roost. In a way, I feel like that’s what I and many of my friends did with football. I’m a product of football, so much of my character was formed from the grit of football. The lessons I’ve learned about hard work, determination, dedication, camaraderie, teamwork, and so many others I’ve tried to apply to my life. And looking back, I think they’ve all added something positive to me. But I and I know a lot of others never knew the true cost that would come back years later.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Championship Goosebumps</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;I’m not one to usually keep my blog constantly updated, because I’ve started to see many people blog extensively because they enjoy listening to themselves talk way to much and that’s not me.  I don’t know exactly how many people read my blog, if any, in fact I don’t even care, because this one, this post is for me.  I’ve always used my blog as a way to elucidate my thoughts when my mind is stuck in 6th gear, as it is now.  I use it as a mental tack board for thoughts that I just cannot get out of my head.  Tonight, is one of those nights I just cannot settle my mind down.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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