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     Works alright, been bored lately.  Christmas is coming! I wish everyone a very Merry Christmas and a safe and Happy New Year!  2006.......... Damn I'm almost 20 shit that's in October though not trying to fast to forward ahead now.  

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        Baseball, a field of dreams, a place where the elite call themselves "ball players."  Whoever thought of me as one of the elite, I thank you.  Names such as Henry " Hammerin Hank" Aaron, George Herman Ruth (Babe Ruth), Michael "Jack" Schmidt, "Mr. October" Reggie Jackson, when they come to mind, I just sit their and drift off into my own little world.  Wondering what it was like to walk in their foot steps.  Dreaming of one chance at redemption, to show how much this sport truly meant to them.  Watching the crowd in the 7th inning stretch dancing to "YMCA",  these are dreams that I want to turn into reality.  People who told me I can't do it, I want to prove your ass wrong.  I was meant to play this, and I'll be damned if anyone on this Fucking earth has the balls or even the intelligence to try and take it away from me.  I worked hard, and I'll continue til I can't stand anymore.  Til I can hardly grip a bat, or let alone hold one.  I run until my legs give out.  I will catch until I can't dive for a line drive.  I will be able to make a name for myself in Major League history.  For that little kid wishing and struggling to persue a dream like myself, and to give that kid hope and guidance so he can be the next one to follow in my footsteps.  I will create a legacy that's on going so when the next person who says or mentions anything about Baseball,  I want "Thomas Coffey" to be the first name that comes to mind for the average person.  I have it in me, I just need to find it!

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           Fate! As some people would describe, would be what you are destined to become, to live for, most of all people say fate is what you make of it.  I think I am destined to play for the Phillies one day.  I feel it in my heart, my friends, my family, and my love feel it.  Then again at times I don't.  Something inside my soul tells me to not give it up and not be a quitter by any means.  Something enormous, a spark sets off in my head when I think about quitting and tell me not to.  What is it? Fate...... or just simply destiny?  That's all I dream about day in and day out, sometimes my emotions are so strong with it, I shed tears.  Tears of joy for it, tears cause I want it so bad, tears knowing I can't give it up.  I never take it for granted anymore how much I love it.  It's there, I love baseball.  I need guidance with it, I need support, I need to be Rocky.  Not literally speaking, but I carry his grace, his motivation, his courage, his dignity, and last but not least, his spirit.  Just for guidance and strength.  He became an icon to this city.  Knowing I am walking in his foot steps is a true honor for me and my family.  Even though just a movie, seemed all that much more real in my eyes.  "Eye of the Tiger," I have it, just lose site of it at times.  When I am ready though, trust me the hole world will know, I'll make sure of that.  Cause guess what guys......... your all in for the ride!

                  Rocky (Tom)

P.S Yo Adrianne (Corie) I Love You!  Guide me sweetheart.  I promise one day, one day it may take a very long time.  But I will prevail, and I want you by my side for the ride!!! After All,  You are my Adrianne!!!

           Rocky, his life was a million to one shot, but proved to be one in a million.  Same thing like I am trying to do.  It's hard at times to understand me.  Sometimes I am just confusing, for the most part I think I am just a nobody at times.  Trying to prove myself to the world and defy the odds.  I live everyday trying to fullfil a dream of just one thing, being a pro ball player.  Like Rocky would say, "Yo adrianne fighting I'm not to good at, but you know it's what I do."  I play, I use to play my heart out.  Something inside sort of died though,  I don't feel the need to cry anymore, don't feel the need to try anymore, but I keep doing so cause of what I have now and always have had, family and friends.  I never realized it as a kid, but now that I am 19 I a more understanding of why parents are strict on their kids and watch over them so much.  Hey my parents have for 19 years and continue to do so.  I don't know how much further I can go with this dream of hopefully becoming a ball player one day, I don't know how much more hard work and dedication it takes.  Maybe I haven't even begun and just haven't realized it yet.  Maybe baseball wasn't meant to be, but at least I know I put 150% effort and then some into showing people that I could do this if I had my mind in the right spot, my heart is, meantly though........I'm not.  Just listening to storys and watching old flicks of baseball players sends a million emotions throughout my body.  Wanting to become all I can be just to say I did it mean so much more then having a nice car or house.  God I love Baseball, Please Help me somebody! Lol!!!!  thanks for listening who ever is reading and thank you for supporting me.

                           Rocky (Tom)