I feel privileged to be coaching a Kennedy. Phil Jackson can talk up his 11 NBA championships. Coach K could gloat about his four NCAA championship rings and Olympic Gold medal. The late John Wooden could talk about his UCLA Bruins winning 88 games in a row. I can't hold my own in those conversations because I haven't won anything but a couple of lightweight tournaments in New Hampshire. Unlike my legendary counterparts, however, I can say that I've coached a Kennedy!
Everybody knows about the Kennedy family. They're that powerful Irish family that have captured the imagination of so many Americans. Most parents hope their kids will graduate from high school then get a college degree. The Kennedy family, on the other hand, expect their kin to become leaders of the "Free World." Their stature as a family has made them untouchable over the years, even when members of the clan commit criminal acts (i.e. Ted Kennedy getting off on vehicular homicide).
Thuglife is the cousin none of the Kennedys know about. He's a distant relative, if you will. Everything he wants is everything he gets. This dude went an entire summer without looking for an apartment and fell into one the day before school started because his basketball coach found it for him. Most 20 year olds work during the summer. Thuglife Kennedy doesn't roll like those other chumps. He picks up the phone seconds (literally) before his life gets turned upside down and a loving relative gets him off the hook.
Most students apply for financial aid months before going to college--not Thuglife Kennedy. He does it the day before and gets aid anyway. On top of that, he doesn't have to pay for books. As a matter of fact, he doesn't even apply for aid. Somebody else does it for him!
It must be nice to be a Kennedy...
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