Tim Tebow Told Me To
by dtools22 | Published May 15, 2012
I’ve been getting shelled the past couple of weeks at the table, plain and simple. Since starting back up on the grind this is probably the worst stretch I’ve gone through. Times like these it gets hard to keep your head up and keep going. I know your told when you get into this business that you need to handle the swings and you’re not always going to get the best of it day in and day out. I understand that fact, however it’s still possible to feel like shit when it happens to you. I’m human, no matter how hard I try to get rid of that particular limitation it will always be there. It’s something none of us can ever transcend and as human beings we are ultimately emotional creatures. Some of us, like me, are certainly more emotional than others and we need to find inspiration and motivation when we get kicked in the balls. Enter stage right, Tim Tebow.
I was sitting around thumbing through the channels on my TV when I saw ESPN’s Year of the Quarterback special. The episode that was on at that time was of Time Tebow and his path from the end of college to draft night in the NFL. Personally I’m a fan of the guy. I was a fan of his while he was playing for the Gators, I like him in the NFL, yeah he’s clunky throwing the rock but I root for him all the same. During this special it showed all of the workouts that Tebow did leading up to the combine and the NFL draft. Insanity would be a good word for it. Take out your opinions of the man and just watch what was going on, watch this man chasing a dream that everyone is saying he can never get. He is busting his ass as hard as possible just for a chance to prove himself on the next level. He’s guaranteed nothing despite having won all of the awards and accolades in college that he did. I just saw a glimpse of a man that wouldn’t let someone else take his dream away from him. Like him or not, you can respect that about him.
In the piece Tim said something that I thought was rather profound. When asked about his training workouts he said, “At the end of the day, was I the hardest working player in the country today and did I get better? If the answer’s yes then it was a good day.” Simple idea, a little cliché, but the point is still very valid. Watching this coming off of a session where I got my ass kicked, I wondered if I could honestly say the same about myself. Could I claim that I did everything I could to get better at the table that day? Was I the hardest working playing in the country today? It’s a tough question to ask yourself, because often the answer is going to be no. No, you lost your cool a little bit and opened up your calling range after taking that big beat. No, you splashed around a little too much after you got tired of folding for the past 4 dealers. No, you made that crying call when you were certain you were beat.
I’ve been carrying that thought with me since my channel surfing lead me to Time Tebow smashing tractor tires with sledgehammers and working out from 7AM to 7PM on a daily basis. For the majority of my personal history I can’t say I was the hardest working player, student, son, brother, boyfriend, or any other demographic that I’ve fit in at one point during my 24 years on this planet. That thought bothers me a great deal. I feel like I’ve wasted a lot of great opportunities in this life and I don’t want to add poker to that list. Win, lose, or draw I just want to say that I was the hardest working playing in the country each and every day that I’m out on the felt or studying the game in my off days. We as players can’t totally control our fate, the turn of a card can still corrupt even our best sessions. All we can do is bust our asses to get better, so that’s what I’m going to do.