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If you are obsessed with poem books as i you'll love this book. it is very emotional and will leave you feeling lonely, in love  but you will also learn that you are all you need. there is tragic loss in the book, although you are not related to anyone in this book you will feel all the feelings, all the pain the author feels by the words she chooses with each page. you will live her poem.  each page is like a different story fully explained. i love this book because everyone could relate to it one way or another. poems have the authors meaning but also have your own meaning. although you do not know the background of the relationships in this book you can fit it to a certain person or thing in your life.

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by Jay Asher
clay jenson finds the cassette tapes of his bestfriends hannah baker after she has commited 🤬 from being bullied. People who like drama and mysteries will like the book. i would rate it a 5.

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This article is written by Jamaal Charles. He tells about the environment and what amazed him about being in Kansas. He gives us his story and how he will always treasure being in that franchise

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T here are moments on the journey to becoming an adult that everyone remembers. First relationship, first time driving a car....

... First time realizing that Kansas City is in Missouri.

It didn't seem real after I got off the phone with Herm Edwards. He was the one who called me on draft night back in 2008.

It was all a blur, but we talked for a minute, and then he said something like, "Are you ready to come to Kansas City and be a Chief?"

"Yes, sir!" I spoke to the Chiefs' general manager for another minute and then hung up the phone.

My family was all standing around me waiting to hear who it was. The room is just silent while everyone's waiting for me to announce my team. Finally, I said it: "Kansas! Wooooo! I'm going to Kansas!"

They all just shook their head. "No you're not."

I said, "Yes I am! That was Herm Edwards! I just got drafted - Kansas City Chiefs!"

"Kansas City, Jamaal. That's in Missouri."

"C'mon, don't play."

"Kansas City. Missouri. That's a fact, son."

O.K., maybe I learned where it was a little later than most people - but for nine seasons, Kansas City (Missouri!) was my home. And I couldn't have asked for a better one.

Ask anyone in this league, and they'll tell you: There's playing football - and then there's playing football in Kansas City. The city is special ... the stadium is special ... the atmosphere isn't like anywhere else in the world. It was a privilege to be able to take part in so many of those Sundays at Arrowhead, and to be able to contribute to so many great Chiefs teams.

Things are different now, I guess. It's nine years later - and I'm coming back to K.C. for a road game, playing for a new team. A different team for the first time in what feels like forever.

But it's times like these that make you think about how it started.

Times like these that make me think about how lucky I was to call Kansas City home.

After all the excitement from Draft Day finally died down, I was able to look a little more closely at my situation - and I kind of started wondering:

Damn, why is K.C. drafting a running back?

It was like this: After the first day of the draft passed, I was a little heated that I didn't get picked. There were a lot of people close to me whispering that I might go in the first round. So like any naive kid, I got my hopes up. And then when every team passed on me, the same people were telling me - "without a doubt" - that I'd go in the second round.

So when every team passed twice, I was really down. Like way down. In the span of a day, I just started to question everything. Would I ever get picked? Was I cut out for the NFL?

But then that call, man. That call from Herm. That was crazy. All the doubt, all the despair - right out the window. The dream continues. I was a Kansas City Chief.

Here's the thing, though: Whether you knew about the geography of Missouri or not ... you definitely knew the Chiefs running game back then was legit. For several years straight it had first been Priest Holmes and then Larry Johnson putting up insane numbers. And so while it was a blessing to get drafted, I guess I was also just sort of thinking, Man, does this team even need me?

I didn't really have any idea what to expect when I first came to the Chiefs, but it was especially surreal coming in behind Larry. We became friends early on, and it was amazing to see how he was embraced everywhere he went in Kansas City. I couldn't have asked for a better guy to learn from.

It's like, not only was he incredible at football - he was good at pretty much everything he put his mind to. At one point he had a recording deal with Roc-A-Fella! Seriously, it was crazy. I got to meet Jay-Z once in Vegas my rookie year.

On the field it was like I was learning the insider secrets to becoming an offensive weapon. Remember, Larry was only a year away from back-to-back seasons of 2000 total yards. He was a certified running back god. Just watching him in practice helped me to understand what I'd need to do if I wanted to perform at the next level.

At first, it was all too good to be true. Getting paid to play football - you have to understand: I had never been paid to do anything before. For the first 20 years of my life, I wasn't thinking about money at all. All I thought about was football. I'd been thinking about playing in the NFL every single day since middle school. And every single day I'd been working toward that dream.

And then suddenly I was there. I was in the dream. So for a minute, I guess there was this feeling of, almost, like ... What now?

I had some good games my rookie year, but something just wasn't clicking. And so I came into my second season still trying to master the offense. I was showing up to practice and putting in work every day, but I don't know - I just wasn't improving the way I wanted to be.

Which all led up to a day that I'll never forget - when I heard two words that no player ever wants to hear: healthy scratch.

It was Week 2, and we were playing Oakland at home. I had to watch the game from the press box. I remember just standing up there like I wasn't even part of the team. I looked around at the Arrowhead crowd and felt like I had let everybody down. I felt like a nobody. Even after the game, only one reporter asked me why I was inactive. Even the media didn't care whether or not I was playing.

I vowed right then and there that I was going to work my tail off from that point forward. I was done thinking about money or clothes or jewelry - I was like a high-school kid again. The only thing I could think about was playing football.

Next day at practice, the coaches pulled me aside and said that I needed to step up or I wasn't going to last. I nodded, like I understood.

But I was way ahead of them.

"You don't want no other man to take care of your kids."

That's what Coach Edwards used to say to us all the time. "Y'all got kids. It's time to grow up and take care of your own."

You pick up these bits and pieces from different guys the longer you play in the league. Maybe a coach tells you something that really motivates you. Then an assistant helps you tweak something in your footwork. Then you spend a game in the press box stewin' ... and it's like all of a sudden, everything comes together, and you're ready to take off.

That 2009 season, man ... I was ready to fly.

I was lucky to play for some great coaches in Kansas City over the years. Herm Edwards as a rookie, then Todd Haley came in and really started to utilize me as a receiver out of the backfield, then finally Coach Andy Reid - just one of the most brilliant offensive minds in the history of the game. All of them helped me turn into a more complete player.

After big seasons, after major injuries, the coaches and staff always believed in me when I told them I'd bounce back.

Fans, too. Anytime I got hurt, the Chiefs fans were good to me, always sending their love and rooting for me to get better. It's like the entire city rallied around the guys on our football team. I always appreciated that on the road to recovery.

And I played alongside some of the league's best on both sides of the ball every Sunday. Guys like Tony Gonzalez, Brian Waters, Derrick Johnson, Justin Houston. It's hard, because I could name so many, but I learned so much about work ethic from all of them.

There are so many players on the teams I've played with who never got the credit they deserved.

And then there's Mike the Equipment Manager, Brian in the Mail Room, the cafeteria staff at the Chiefs' training facility who helped me with my Spanish - there's an entire community of people who are never seen on the TV cameras, but who dedicate so much of their time to our sport, and contribute so much to how we play and practice every day. These are the people I hung out with when I wasn't practicing or in the weight room. We joked and shared meals. We spent a whole lot of time together.

They're the Kansas City Chiefs, too.

Saying that football is a business doesn't give enough credit to the friends we make along the way. There are so many people I met over nine years that I never got the chance to properly say goodbye to, or to thank for helping me.

You see the same people every day for so long and it really is like you're a family after some time. I ran for a lot of yards because I had a big family in Kansas City - I had a lot of people I wanted to run for. And I want them to know right now that I don't take a single one of them for granted.

When all is said and done, the Kansas City Chiefs organization was so much bigger than football to me. For almost a decade, it was my entire life.

But when you're released in this league, it doesn't happen gradually. You don't get to put in your two weeks notice and say goodbye to everybody. Most of the time, you just go from being on the team to being nobody. I was in the middle of a workout at the Chiefs facility when I got the call.

And that was that. I was gone. I packed up my locker, got in my car and went home. Didn't even finish the workout.

In the immediate aftermath, I wasn't thinking about getting sentimental - I was just thinking about that same old question again.
Man, what now?
Sometimes, in life, things happen so fast - so fast that you don't even stop and think about what's important. And by the time you take stock of everything that you're leaving behind, it's too late. You're already somewhere else.

Which is why, with my coming back here now as a Bronco, I wanted to take the time to write this for y'all. I wanted to tell you, straight up: It was a privilege to play at Arrowhead. That it was great raising my kids as Chiefs fans. And that we're all going to be feeling some type of way when I play the Chiefs tonight in a different uniform.

At the end of the day, I wouldn't change a single thing about the past nine years. I could go on and on about how grateful I am, or about what my old team means to me. But instead I'll just say it like this: Football ends at some point. Family is forever.

Denver is my home now. And I'm embracing my new city - my new family - the same way I did Kansas City. I know I don't have anything left to prove in this league, but I still have plenty left to play for. And I'm as excited as I've been in a long time for the next part of this story.

But I'll never forget where I came from.

So thank you for everything, Missouri. To everyone who got to know me and spend time with me over the years: You'll always be a part of my family.

And hey, you know what - you're my family too, state of Kansas. Keep doing you.

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Thank You, Kansas City | By Jamaal Charles

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T here are moments on the journey to becoming an adult that everyone remembers. First relationship, first time driving a car.... ... First time realizing that Kansas City is in Missouri. It didn't seem real after I got off the phone with Herm Edwards.

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This article is written by Gerald McCoy. This article is mostly for them big boys. He tells about going against offensive linemen, and what they did that stopped him. It gives you an idea on how crazy the trenches are.

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If they do, cool. If not, then I want y'all to go find this on Facebook or Twitter or whatever, because I need everybody to answer one question for me. It's a yes-or-no question, but you also gotta give an explanation. That's important. It's like when you took a test in high school. You must support your answer.

Is Batman a superhero?

I say definitely yes. But I'm biased. I got a life-size Batman statue in my man cave at home. He's actually my favorite superhero because he's just as powerful as the other superheroes, but he doesn't have any superpowers. His greatest attribute is that he's highly intelligent. He's just a regular dude who always finds a way to get the job done.

That's kind of how I look at myself as a football player.

But when you watch me play, I figure out a way to get the job done.

That's because I rely on things like my work ethic and my preparation. I try to be in peak condition so I can outlast guys in the fourth quarter. And I watch a ton of film so I can narrow down which plays might be coming based on the situation, the formation or the personnel - I just play the odds.

But my saving grace is my quickness and my get-off. And that comes down to technique. I'm a technician because I believe technique will win out over speed and strength every time. In this league, if you're not the strongest, fastest or most talented, you gotta outwork everybody else. Outthink 'em. Outlast 'em.

You know, get you a little Batman in your game.

But either way, if you dig superheroes like I do, I got a good list for you, because these dudes are some metahumans. And I'm gonna kick it off by taking y'all back to college and highlighting a guy who introduced me to whole new world of athleticism.

Trent Williams I grew up in Oklahoma. So when I got to OU, I only knew the athleticism I'd seen from guys coming up in my state. I didn't know nothing about Texas boys.

So Trent comes to OU out of Texas at like 6′ 5″, 330 pounds. We're getting ready for our first freshman workout, and we're all just laughing and hanging out, trying to get some sprints in, and Trent's talking about how he's so fast.

I'm like, "You? Nah!"

And he's like, "I bet I can beat you."

So all the linemen get on the line and race ... and Trent beats everybody. Leaves most guys in the dust.

So we get back on the line - just me and Trent, because I'm the only one who can't accept that this dude is that fast - and we run again.

And he beats me again.

So I'm pissed, right? It's our first workout as freshmen, and I already got guys heckling me and giving me a hard time because I can't seem to grasp the fact that I can't outrun this 330-pound animal.

Then, come to find out, when we run our 40s, Trent's the fastest lineman we got and it ain't even close. I'm watching him run like, Gah-lee! I didn't know a dude that big could run like that.

Texas boys, man.

I don't even think he's human. He must be some kind of mutant or something. He's got a big, wide body, really long arms and big, strong hands. When you're going up against him, if he gets his hands on you, you're in trouble, man. It's not that he gives you that much of a punch off the line, it's just like ... he's a basketball player, so he's good at mirroring. He'll just kind of stay in your way and let you come to him. And when you do, and he gets his hands on you, there's no escape.

But that athleticism, man. To me, that's what makes him the best left tackle in the league. When he turns it on, I don't think anybody can get past him.

And you ever seen him pull, or get out on a screen?

Man, I feel bad for some of them dudes in the secondary when they see Trent coming. He's a freight train.

I went against Trent a lot in college, but ever since we got drafted in 2010, I've only played against his team a couple of times. And when I have, I've only really gone against him on double teams or when he comes out on a scoop block or something.

Which is cool with me, because I dealt with him enough at OU.

Now, I try to avoid him at all costs.

Zack Martin I think Zack Martin is the best interior lineman in football.

He played offensive tackle at Notre Dame, and the Cowboys moved him in to play guard, which suits him best, I think. So he basically plays the guard position with the patience of an offensive tackle, which is pretty unique. Most interior linemen jump off the line and try and punch you right off the snap. But Zack is very patient. He's not rattled by anything. You can head-fake, stab and grab, chop - none of it works because he doesn't bite. He just sits back and waits for you to come to him, like a tackle would.

He's also freakishly strong. If you try to bull-rush him, you might be able to get his feet moving backwards, but he's able to regroup so quickly because he's so strong and he has great feet. So he can use his strength to keep you engaged while he gets his feet back underneath him.

But as soon as I peeked inside, Zeke jumped outside to the B gap.

That peek inside was that little advantage Zack needed to reset himself and lock me down in the A gap, and Zeke ran through the B gap for a big gain.

Lavonte David got on me about it, too, like, "Man, G, you never do that. What were you thinking?"

The margin for error is so small against a guy like Zack Martin. And that play just proves that you really gotta be on your game when you face him.

Marshal Yanda In 2014, the Ravens came down to Tampa and just punished us. We weren't winning a lot of games that year, and they went up like 28-0 in the first quarter. It was ugly.

I had never really faced Marshal Yanda before that, but I had heard about him from other guys - how he's not the biggest dude or the most physical, but he's a technician. You know, he's got a little Batman to his game.

I learned about him for myself that day.

He's a great run blocker. He keeps his pad level low. He's got great footwork. He's never out of position. His hands are always in the right place. He's a lot like Zack Martin because he's played a lot of offensive tackle, so he's abnormally patient for a guard.

He doesn't do anything crazy. He's just super patient, he's working his feet and his hands are in great position.

Marshal Yanda is like Tim Duncan. He's not flashy or physically dominant. He's just really intelligent and fundamentally sound. He's a dude who just gets it done.

Kelechi Osemele Kelechi was also with Baltimore when we played them in 2014, but he was injured so he didn't play. I remember I got to talk to him after the game, and he said he wished he would've gotten the chance to play against me.

I respected that because I don't shy away from competition. I wanna go against the very best every week. So ever since then, knowing that he had that same mentality, I've kind of wanted to go against him to see what he was all about.

Kelechi was flat-out mean. Not dirty, just nasty. He's just the kind of dude who will slam you every chance he gets. They call him KO for a reason.

Seriously ... you don't wanna lock up with him. But if you do, you better hope your hands are inside. Because if he gets his hands inside, it's gonna be a long day for you.

See, what he does is, when he gets his hands inside, he waits for you to try and shed the block - to spin or twist off him - and then he uses your weight against you to put you on the ground. That's his counter. He won't grab you and swing you, like a hip toss, which would be a penalty. He just uses your momentum against you and straight slams you - just runs you into the ground. That's legal, and he's perfected it.

And if you try to get up, he's gonna put you back down. He's all about being violent.

I had a lot of fun playing against him last year, and I think he's gonna be good in this league for a really long time.

Davin Joseph and Carl Nicks I have to split my pick for this last one because I just have too much respect for these two guys, so I gotta include them both. They were actually my teammates in Tampa, but they're two of the best guards I've ever ever played against in my life.

The first is Davin Joseph.

A fellow OU alumnus.

My first day of OTAs as a rookie, Davin came up to me, put his hand on my shoulder and he said, "Hey G, I'm glad you're on the team. But we 'bout to go out here to this practice and ball. So just remember that anything that happens out here ... don't take it personal. It's just football."

And when I tell you that Davin punished me for two years straight, I mean it.

Every. Single. Day.

On top of being on another level physically, he was one of the smartest linemen I've ever faced. He was the one who taught me about the hockey sweater.

You heard of the hockey sweater?

It's when there's a hockey fight and one dude grabs the other guy's jersey and pulls it over his head.

So when you bull-rush a guy and you have your arms extended and all your weight is moving forward, you gotta keep your head up. Because if you don't, the O-lineman will knock your hands down and let your momentum take over. Then he'll reach over your head, grab the back of your jersey and push you face first into the dirt.

Hockey sweater.

Davin did that crap to me for two years before I finally learned to keep my head up.

He was always teaching me. He showed me what I was giving away with my stance, how to improve my footwork - I wouldn't be the player I am today without Davin Joseph.

That's it for Davin.

The last one is Carl Nicks.

When you got Davin Joseph on the right and Carl Nicks on the left, and you have to go against those two animals every day in practice, you're either gonna get better or you're gonna get cut.

I'm not exaggerating when I say I think he's one of the best O-linemen to ever play in this league.

He just couldn't stay healthy.

Carl was a modern-day Larry Allen. He was so naturally big and strong that he didn't even really lift weights. He would just walk into the weightroom sometimes and ask who was lifting the heaviest weight, and he'd go lift that. And no matter what it was, he'd make it look easy.

And on the field ... man.

When most guys reach-block, they open up their hips, take a step and then reach to get a hand on the outside of the guy they're blocking. But Carl would just step and push in one motion. He would just grab your body and push you where he wanted you to go - and he'd do it with one hand. And that meant that he had his other hand free to help somebody else out, or chip a linebacker who was blitzing. It was like having a sixth offensive lineman. He was just on another level.

I don't think it's a coincidence that the year he came to Tampa was the year I made my first Pro Bowl. When you got Davin Joseph on the right and Carl Nicks on the left, and you have to go against those two animals every day in practice, you're either gonna get better or you're gonna get cut. There's no being stagnant.

That's how good he was.

So that's it. That's my 5 ... well, my 6 Toughest. Hope y'all enjoyed it.

But for real, though, don't forget: Is Batman a superhero?

We need to settle this.

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The 5 Toughest Linemen I've Ever Faced | By Gerald McCoy

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If they do, cool. If not, then I want y'all to go find this on Facebook or Twitter or whatever, because I need everybody to answer one question for me. It's a yes-or-no question, but you also gotta give an explanation. That's important. It's like when you took a test in high school.

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Dwight Freeney is one the athletes that I look up to the most in football. He tells us about his time in the NFL and who the most legendary and dangerous athletes are. The one that interested me the most in this story was his take on Michael Vick.

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B efore I get into my list, I just want to say that it always bugs me when I hear about parents who limit their kids to playing only one sport. Specializing , they call it. I don't believe in all that - at least not at a young age. Let the kids play whatever they want. Let them become athletes.

I didn't even start playing football until high school.

Actually ... I tried to play football when I was in like the fifth grade, but I didn't last more than a week or two. I was a big kid, so the coaches put me on the offensive line, and I hated it. I didn't want to be in the trenches, pushing dudes around. I wanted to be out catching passes, or on defense, where I could hit people. You know, the fun stuff.

So I quit football and went and played soccer.

That's where I get my footwork from - the soccer field. I get my hand-eye coordination from playing baseball my whole life. Shoot, even the move on the football field I'm most known for - my spin move - originated on the basketball court. I used to play power forward in high school, and when I would get the ball in the post, I would do a drop step and spin around the defender to the basket. It was my go-to move.

I got called a lot for traveling, but I also got a lot of buckets.

I developed almost every skill that makes me a great pass rusher by playing another sport. And without those skills, I would never have made it to the NFL, let alone play for 15 years.

I actually looked back on my life and my career a lot during this off-season. When you've been in the league as long as I have, it's only natural. The closer you get to the end, the more you reflect. I'm not ready to call it a career just yet. I'm ready to make at least one more run, with the right team. But it's always fun to look back on the memories, both the good and the bad.

And the dudes on this list gave me some bad memories. These are the guys who gave me fits over the years. So I'm glad I developed all those skills playing other sports when I was a kid - because to go up against these guys, I needed every little advantage I could get.

Steve McNair
Imagine Aaron Rodgers, but in a running back's body.

That was Steve McNair.

When Steve would scramble, he wasn't looking to run, like maybe Michael Vick would. He would scramble to buy himself time to find a receiver downfield. And as a passer, he was even more dangerous outside the pocket. He had this crazy ability to throw the ball accurately on the run, and he could throw it a freaking mile.

Kind of like Aaron Rodgers.

The difference is that hitting Steve McNair felt like hitting a sack of bricks. He didn't go down easy. He wanted to be the one who delivered the blow.

How many times have you seen a quarterback put his body on the line like this?

That's how Steve played. And he might not look that big on film ... but at 6′ 2″ and 230 pounds or whatever, he was about as big as some of the dudes who were trying to tackle him.

He was as dangerous a dual-threat guy as I've ever seen. If you didn't attack him, he'd beat you with his arm. But if you pinned your ears back and went right at him, he had the escapability and athleticism to make you miss and then either extend the play or break off a huge run.

I think Steve is one of the most underrated quarterbacks in history. I mean, I played against Peyton Manning in practice every day for years and I had a front-row seat to watch him work on Sundays, so I know as well as anybody that he's an all-time great quarterback. But he was also throwing the ball to future Hall of Famers in Marvin Harrison and Reggie Wayne. You can't deny that he had weapons to work with.

Who did Steve McNair have? Derrick Mason had a couple of Pro Bowl seasons, and Frank Wycheck had a few at tight end, too. But aside from them, Steve wasn't working with much in the passing game.

But he still took that team to within inches of winning a Super Bowl.

Because Air McNair didn't need a lot of weapons.

He was the weapon.

Jonathan Ogden
I didn't know before I started writing this, but Jonathan Ogden mentioned me in his piece about the five toughest guys he's ever blocked , and I gotta say, that's an honor coming from a player of his caliber.

But I'm not including him here to return the favor.

I'm including him because he was a freaking mountain.

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Jonathan had a biological cheat code, man. Nobody should be allowed to be as big as he was. At 6′ 9″ and 340 pounds, he was literally a mountain of a man. And you'd think that with a guy that big, somebody smaller and faster like me could get low on a speed rush, beat him to the edge and then turn the corner on him.

But with Jonathan, the corner never came. He was so long and had such quick feet that it felt like he was everywhere. You just couldn't get around him.

He was the best offensive tackle I ever faced. He had every skill you'd need to be a great pass blocker. But you give a guy all those tools, and then you give him the kind of size advantage he had, and it's just ... unfair.

Michael Vick
You couldn't prepare for Michael Vick. You could watch film, but his speed and athleticism just didn't translate. You had to experience it for yourself, in real life - which was something nobody wanted to do because Vick was the kind of guy who made Pro Bowl-caliber players look average. He made guys like me, who are considered to be pretty fast, look slow. Nobody had the ability to make dudes look silly on the football field like Michael Vick.

I remember when I was at Syracuse back in 2000 and Virginia Tech came into the Carrier Dome. Going into that game, our defensive mentality was basically, How do we stop a guy who's unstoppable?

The answer was - and this is gonna sound really obvious, but - don't let him out of the pocket. You couldn't lose contain against Michael Vick, or he'd make you pay.

We sacked Vick eight times in that game, and I had 4.5 sacks myself, which I think is still a school record.

But I want you to look at two of those sacks:

On those sacks, where's Vick?

He's inside the pocket, at the top of his drop. All 4.5 of my sacks that day came while Vick was still in the pocket.

But it doesn't matter how many times you sack him, because if you let him out of the pocket even once he'll make you pay. Our eight sacks in that game amounted to 60 yards in losses for Virginia Tech. Basically, to use a baseball analogy, we were hitting a bunch of singles.

But Vick was a home run hitter.

And late in the fourth quarter, Vick got 55 of those yards back and basically put the game away with one big touchdown run.

You see what happened there?

We lost contain. It may have been a designed run, but at the end of the day, we gave him a seam, he took it, and then he did what he does best and just outran every other human on the field.

That sealed the win for them - and that's what it was like to play against Michael Vick. You could dominate basically the entire game, but at the end of the day, all he needed was one play to wipe out everything you had done and make you remember who the best athlete on the field was.

Freaking deadly, man.

Tom Brady
I have to put Tom Brady on here because ... well, you can't not put Tom Brady on here.

Tom is the most disciplined quarterback I've ever played against. He's always cool. You can't shake him. You can't rattle him. He also gets rid of the ball very quickly, and it's frustrating because even when you do everything right - you fire off the ball and beat your man and get to the quarterback - most times, the ball is gone before you even get there because he's making his reads and being decisive. His internal clock is uncanny.

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He also has incredible pocket presence. He's not the most athletic or mobile quarterback, but he has great footwork, and he has that sixth sense that the best quarterbacks have where he can keep his eyes downfield and go through his progressions while feeling how the pocket is moving or breaking down around him. And he knows how to move up in the pocket at just the right time, or take a side step to buy him an extra split second to beat the pressure.

Tom just knows how to keep himself out of trouble better than any quarterback I've ever seen.

That's what makes him Tom Brady.

Maurice Jones-Drew
This guy ... man. He was like a little bowling ball. He packed a serious punch because he had such a low center of gravity and his legs were so strong. Even if you got in position and put a good hit on him, it didn't mean he was going down. He was always a threat to break a big run because once he got rolling, he was tough to stop.

I don't know what was more difficult ... bringing him to the ground, or just finding him.

MJD was so small in stature that sometimes, you couldn't even see him in the backfield behind the massive offensive linemen. So when you played against him, you had to be tremendously gap disciplined. You couldn't guess. Because most of the time, you'd be looking around for him, and then by the time you finally found him ... he'd be running past you.

And on top of that, he was fast, and he was very agile. He could make you miss. There were a bunch of times where he actually made me look silly in the backfield.

I remember one time when I made an inside move on the tackle I was playing against and I got through into the backfield. It was just me and MJD. I was in perfect position, ready to make the tackle for a loss.

And he literally just made me whiff.

He really could do it all.

And I don't think he ever got enough credit. He was on a Jaguars team that lost a lot of games. I think he only made the playoffs once in his whole career. And even if you're a great player like he was, I think that when you're playing in a small market like Jacksonville and your team is not winning, then you're not going to get the notoriety you should.

But he was easily one of the toughest running backs I ever had to tackle.

I think if MJD had played somewhere else, he would have been a household name.

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The 5 Toughest Guys I've Ever Faced | By Dwight Freeney

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B efore I get into my list, I just want to say that it always bugs me when I hear about parents who limit their kids to playing only one sport. Specializing , they call it. I don't believe in all that - at least not at a young age.

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This article is about Derwin James. He tells about his time that he as went through at Florida State University. He gives us information on why it was such a good experience, and how it was a great journey.

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I get asked about one particular tattoo of mine all the time. It's on my left arm, and I got it when I was in ninth grade. Here's a picture:

When people found out about it during the recruiting process, they kind of poked fun at me. They compared it to how Reuben Foster got an Auburn tattoo in high school before eventually signing with Alabama. Even when my mom first saw it, she said that I had be committed to FSU.

I can understand why getting a tattoo like that would maybe surprise people, but to me, it wasn't a very tough decision. I didn't worry about whether my loyalty to FSU would eventually fade. That's because before I was ever offered a scholarship or before I even played a down of organized football, I was committed to Florida State - 100% solid.

For me, it always started with the spear.

My earliest memory of watching FSU was when I was around five years old, sitting in the living room with my mom and my stepdad. The first thing that caught my attention was the spear. What I remember is being completely in awe as I watched Chief Osceola ride out on a horse towards midfield to the steady beat of drums. The crowd got louder and louder the closer he got, and then all at once, his horse lifted its front legs as Chief Osceola planted the spear right in the center of the logo. Then you could see the camera shake from all the noise in the stadium. It had nothing to do with football, but it just left this huge impression on me. It was one of the coolest things I'd ever seen.

And that's when I knew.

As I was growing up, FSU became a bigger and bigger part of my identity. Nobody had to guess what my team was - I was always wearing some kind of Seminoles gear everywhere I went. I had garnet and gold all over my bedroom. And from the time I first started playing Pop Warner, I'd tell any teammate who would listen that I was going to play at Florida State one day.

Some people would hear that and dismiss it as a pipe dream. Barely anybody where I'm from made it to college at all, much less earned a scholarship to play ball. So I think that by being vocal about my dream of one day playing here and then going to the NFL, I was almost trying to speak it into existence. When I said it out loud, it didn't seem as insurmountable - even if I did get a few side eyes from people.

Then, after one of my Little League games the summer leading into ninth grade, Coach Fisher and Coach Odell invited me to a junior day in Tallahassee. It completely blew my mind to be honest. It seemed like a dream. I was only 14 years old. Nobody had started recruiting me yet. I didn't even know I was on the radar. I wasn't a junior. I wasn't even a freshman yet.

This was in February of 2012. At the time, I was mostly just excited to get to check out the campus since I'd only seen it on TV. That's all I was really expecting out of the trip - getting to experience Tallahassee for the first time with my dad. But that all changed when I got called into Coach Fisher's office while I was there.

Honestly, I was surprised he even wanted to talk with me. There were a bunch of blue chip recruits on visiting campus at the time, and I hadn't even played a single snap of high school football yet. What would we even talk about? But what you learn about Coach Fisher is that he has a way of pulling the conversation out of you. We ended up speaking in his office for about 30 minutes. But, honestly, I was so young and such a fan that I don't think I really understood what he was trying to tell me. I was just kind of thinking, Am I really here right now? Is this actually happening?

It wasn't until we left Coach Fisher's office and met with Coach Odell that it actually registered what had gone down.

My head was still kind of spinning when Coach Odell said, "You know he just offered you a full scholarship, right?"

Even then, it still took me a second to really get it. At that age, I didn't even really understand how offers worked or anything. I almost had to do a double take right then, like, Wait, for real?

It was the first scholarship I was ever offered, and it was the only one I needed.

I walked right back into Coach Fisher's office and without really having to think twice, I committed on the spot.

I had always known deep down that I was going to attend Florida State one day - but now, it was official.

It's only after all these years later that I fully appreciate the opportunity that the coaching staff trusted me with.

Like I was saying, I come from a neighborhood where not a lot of people make it out. There's a lot of really good kids, but they just don't get the opportunities they need to excel. Not many of them ever really get to think about the future because they're just worried about making it from day to day.

There are certain distractions that might have knocked me off my path, but having that scholarship to my dream school waiting for me gave me a different kind of focus throughout high school. I knew I had a microscope on me, and all of my decisions were made through the lens of whether it would affect my scholarship. It wasn't just about playing football at Florida State, but I wanted the opportunity to become the first person in my family to attend college.

The coaches taking a chance by offering me at such a young age gave me all the motivation I ever needed to become the player they believed I was. It made me feel like, no matter how big my dreams were, they weren't dumb. I knew I was working towards something bigger.

It seems like I was always destined to play football for a living one day. Even my first word as a child was . When I was barely old enough to walk, my mom says, I used to jump out of my stroller anytime I spotted a ball in public. She used to have to chase me around the grocery store as I ran for imaginary touchdowns in the cereal aisle.

What Florida State offered me was a chance to grow and prepare myself for the next step. Deion Sanders, Antonio Cromartie, Xavier Rhodes, Jalen Ramsey and so many others over the years proved that, if you embraced the system here and did the right things here, playing at the next level wasn't a pipe dream. There was a proven road map.

Now, after a lot of prayer and plenty of conversations with my coaches and especially my teammates, I'm ready to begin preparing for my next chapter: becoming the next great Florida State DB in the NFL.

I feel extremely grateful that every person I spoke to supported my decision to begin my training immediately. They all know how much this program means to me and they saw firsthand how much it killed me to be away from the field when I injured my knee last year. It's hard to really believe I'll never wear that garnet and gold uniform again, but everyone I've reached out to has agreed that this is the best decision for me and my family.

But that doesn't make it any easier to say goodbye.

The first people I need to thank of course are my mom and my dad. They along with the rest of my family have been my rock, never letting me forget who I am and what I'm playing for. I'm only a couple of credits away from my criminology degree, and I can't wait to see you all watch me become the first person in our family to walk across that stage to accept my diploma - the first of many to come.

And of course I have to thank my teammates. The guys like Trey Marshall, my brother in the secondary, who pushed me to the limits and expected nothing less than 100% effort every single play. I wouldn't be the person I am today without your constant motivation. I'm never going to forget all the things we've experienced together on and off the field. I trust I'm going to be seeing a lot of you on Sundays, but I know I'm going to stay in touch with most of you every other day as well.

Then, there's the tremendous coaching staff. I feel prepared for whatever is next in life largely because of all the work they put into my personal growth. I can't thank Coach Kelly, Coach Odell, Coach Vic and the entire staff enough for all the lessons they have taught me not only as a player, but most notably as a man. I may have come here as a talented player, but they taught me that talent wasn't enough. It needs to be balanced out by maturity or else it can be wasted. So because of them, I leave FSU understanding the importance of not only being great in between the lines but being just as great off the field.

And finally, thank you to Coach Fisher. For everything. Throughout my time here, you showed me how to handle success and more importantly, how to handle adversity. I have nothing but great things to say about how you coached and mentored me since that first meeting we had all those years ago. I know I'll always feel nothing but love for you, coach.

Except if we ever happen to face you in a bowl game ?

As I move on, one truth I've always known about FSU seems clearer than ever. This program is special not because of any one player or coach. It's not about any particular scheme or strategy. It's still all about that spear. That's the foundation of everything - since way before my time until long after I'm done playing. Florida State football was built on a culture created by a lot of amazing players, coaches and especially fans. None of that has changed. It never will.

The opportunity to follow in the footsteps of all the legendary guys who have worn this uniform is an honor I'll always treasure, regardless of what comes next.

I'm always going to have the Seminole logo proudly displayed on my arm, but the impression that the past three years have left on me is something that can't be seen. But it most definitely will never be forgotten.

Sincerely, to everybody who helped guide me to this point, thank you.

It truly takes a village, and I am forever grateful to you all.

Go Noles - forever,

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I get asked about one particular tattoo of mine all the time. It's on my left arm, and I got it when I was in ninth grade. Here's a picture: When people found out about it during the recruiting process, they kind of poked fun at me.

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Drowned City Hurricane Katrina & New Orleans

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Drowned City Hurricane Katrina & New Orleans

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This book is about a natural disaster that happened  on August 29, 2005, Hurricane Katrina's monstrous winds and surging water overwhelmed the protective levees around low-lying New Orleans, Louisiana. Eighty percent of the city flooded, in some places under twenty feet of water. Property damages across the Gulf Coast topped $100 billion. One thousand eight hundred and thirty-three people lost their lives. The riveting tale of this historic storm and the drowning of an American city is one of selflessness, heroism, and courage.

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by ben goessling
This book is about the start of the minnesota timberwolves in the nba. From the very first game, till 2012. This book includes all the players traded , drafted and retired during this time .I would give this book a 5 star rating .People who enjoy informational texts about the history of the timberwolves will enjoy this book.

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This book is about a young boy named conor who lives with his mother who has cancer. Every night, for a week or two, he has nightmares about a the ew tree in his backyard turning into a monster. Each night

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This article includes the cornerback Richard Sherman. It includes his take on the underrated receivers that he has gone against. In this article he names 5 people that surprised him and that he considered who were good receivers.

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t's the first game of the season. I'm going up against one of the best players in the country on the other side of the ball. I'm nervous.

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This book is about a guy that comes from a planet named Lorien and he is running from the Mogadorians, because they destroyed his planet and now they are coming for him. The main characters name is John and he is the one running from them.  I would give this book a solid 5 stars because it is very exciting and has a lot of action and makes you want to keep reading. People who liked"Brain Jack" will like I AM NUMBER FOUR.

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This book is basically about a boy falling in love with a girl at his boarding school but the night after they kiss, she dies in a car crash

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Sythe is a novel by Neal Shusterman. Scythe is set in a distant future world where death is no longer a worry. People can live forever and still look young. this is where the scythe's come in, it's their job to glean so the population does not exceed what is possible to maintain. The book follows two young people who get absorbed into the world of Scythes and follows their two points of view. Overall the book is an excellent and enjoyable read for those who like Dystopian settings.

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This article is a reflection on Shaquem and the struggles he has went through in his life. He tells NFL GMs that even though he doesn't have a hand, that he will still give it his all and play with his heart.

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Everything you need to know about me you can learn by going back to when I was eight years old.

So let me take you there.

So the next morning, when we got to the field - since it was youth football and there were weight restrictions - we had to weigh in. And I don't know if they still do it this way, but back then, each coach would weight the opposing team's players, and if you were too heavy or too light, you weren't eligible to play. I had to drop a couple of pounds to make weight for that game, and I had weighed myself the night before and again that morning, so I knew I was good to go.

But when the opposing coach weighed me, he said I was too heavy.

He told me I couldn't play.

I was thinking the other coach's scale must be broken or something. It didn't even occur to me that somebody might deliberately try to keep me off the football field. I was just a little kid, you know? Too young to understand that people got motives.

So my coach took me back over to the guy who weighed me in so we could do it again, and - now, this is a long time ago, so I don't remember exactly what was said, but basically, the opposing coach said that it wasn't about my weight.

Because football is for two-handed players.

Mind you, I didn't even know this guy. So I didn't know why he had a problem with me playing. I had been playing for a few years and I was pretty good, so maybe he just wanted to keep one of our team's better players off the field so his team had a better chance to win. I honestly don't know.

But this was the first time I ever had to deal with somebody telling me I shouldn't - or couldn't - do something because of my hand. Like I was defective or something. Like I didn't belong.

And that was the moment I realized I was always going to have to prove people wrong.

I'm not going to get into an explanation of the condition I was born with that prevented the fingers of my left hand from fully developing. Or talk about the time when I was four years old and I tried to cut my own fingers off with a kitchen knife because I was in constant pain. Or about when I got my left hand amputated shortly after. That's stuff you probably already know about anyway - and if you don't, you can Google it. The story is out there.

I'm blessed to have thick skin. But I'm even more blessed to have a family that never let me make excuses and who raised me to never listen to anybody who told me I couldn't do something - especially because of my hand.

My dad used to build all kinds of contraptions to help me lift weights. We had this one thing - we called it "the book," and it was basically a piece of wood wrapped up in some cloth that I would hold up against the bar with my left arm when I bench pressed so my arms would be even. We had another block that I used for stuff like dips and push-ups, and I had chains and other straps to hold dumbbells for things like curls and shrugs.

And my dad used to work me, Shaquill and our older brother, Andre, hard.

That was kind of his motto - not just for me, but for all of us.

Man ... I hated those workouts. There were definitely times when I wanted to quit. Sometimes, when my dad threw the ball so hard that it bounced off my chest or it hit me in the face, I would be like, "I don't wanna do this anymore."

But he never let me quit.

"You'll thank me one day," he'd say.

That's what I did that day when that youth coach told me I shouldn't be playing football.

I ended up being allowed to play that day, and I remember it like it was yesterday. It was near the end of the game, and we were ahead. I was on defense, playing linebacker. The outside receiver ran a slant route, and I read the play, jumped the route, dove in the air and caught the ball, flipping over onto my back to secure it before I hit the ground. It was the first time I had ever intercepted a pass in a game, and it basically sealed the win for us and sent us to the playoffs.

And nobody was ever going to tell me that I couldn't be great.

Nobody was ever going to tell me that I didn't belong on a football field. And nobody was ever going to tell me that I couldn't be great.

I rode that mentality all the way through high school.

I got picked on because of my hand and I had guys trash-talk me and stuff like that, but most of the time, I just ignored it. On the football field, I got off to kind of a slow start adjusting to the high school game, but eventually I grew to be a leader and a team captain.

But right here, instead of talking about the success I've had, I think I would rather tell you about some of the more difficult times in my life - the lowest points. Because I think that's when true character shows. That's when you find out who people really are - what they're really made of.

And the lowest points for me came when I was in college.

I went to UCF thinking I was going to play as a freshman, and everybody was going to know my name. I was so confident.

But it wasn't like that at all.

My freshman year, I got redshirted. The following year, I played well in the spring and worked my way up to second string on the depth chart.

Then, right before the season-opener against Penn State, I got bumped down to third string.

The next week, I got moved to the scout team.

And nobody told me why.

Whenever I asked one of the coaches why I was being demoted, they just said things like, "Keep working," and, "Stay focused," and, "Your time will come."

So that's basically what I did for my first three years at UCF.

I think the hardest part about those first few years was watching Shaquill play on Saturdays. We've always told each other since we were kids that no matter what either of us is doing, we live through each other. His success is my success, and vice versa. And we meant that.

I didn't travel with the team much those first few years. When it came time for the team to go on the road, my brother and our two roommates, who were also on the team, all went. So on Saturdays, it was just me, alone in our dorm room watching the game. Sometimes the game wasn't even on ESPN or FOX or anything, so I had to stream it on my laptop. I'd be sitting there on the couch, alone, the whole dorm silent except for the game commentary as I was watching my brother play ... and living through him.

I used to tell my mom all the time that college was a negative place for me. Not UCF in general - I love my school and I'll represent it forever. It was just ... that dorm room, man.

Unit 412, Room C.

I spent so much time those first three years in Orlando sitting in that room, wondering why I wasn't getting an opportunity to play on Saturdays. It got to the point where that dorm was just so full of negative vibes, because I pretty much kept everything to myself. I didn't really talk to anybody about what I was feeling - especially not to Shaquill.

It's a tough spot to be in, right? I mean, my twin brother was doing his thing. The dream was happening for him, and he was earning every single bit of it, working hard and showing out on the field.

I wanted that for myself so badly, and even though I felt like I was good enough, and I was doing everything my coaches asked me to, I wasn't even getting an opportunity. And the last thing I wanted to do was dump all my negativity on Shaquill and bring him down. So I made sure I was always positive around him. I never talked to him about how I was feeling those first three years.

The lowest of the lows was probably the summer before my third season, when the coaches had most of the guys stay in Orlando to work out while other guys went home for the summer.

They kept Shaquill at UCF for the summer.

They sent me home to St. Petersburg.

It was the first time Shaquill and I had ever really been apart.

I spent that summer working with my dad and Andre. My dad has a tow truck, so I would wake up at 7 a.m. and go to work with him, towing cars. I would get off around 6 p.m. and go to my old high school to work out with the track team, then I'd meet up with Andre around 8 p.m. and work with him until midnight, cleaning offices at the local Chevy dealership.

I did that every day, Monday through Saturday, for the entire summer.

I remember one time, when I was working with my dad, we towed this one guy's car, and when we dropped it off, the guy pulled a five-dollar bill out of his pocket and went to hand it to me. But before I took it, he pulled it back and ripped it in half. He gave me one half and put the other half back in his pocket. I didn't know if I was supposed to laugh or if I should have been mad. I just kind of looked at the guy.

He looked back at me and said, "Keep on working, son. Because nothing comes easy."

I still have that ripped-up five-dollar bill somewhere at my parents' house because I never want to forget what that guy said to me that day - it was the same thing my dad always used to say when I was a kid.
Nothing comes easy.
And looking back, at the time, I think I needed to be reminded of that. Because if sitting in my dorm room alone and watching games on my laptop was a low point, towing cars and cleaning out trash cans in those office cubicles at night was even worse.

Honestly, that summer was the first and only time since I was a little kid jumping hurdles and trying to catch rockets from my dad in the backyard that I thought about quitting football.

Those were pretty dark times for me.

Then, after I went back to UCF for my third season and we went 0-12, Coach Frost came in and brought me back into the light.

You probably know what happened next: Over the next two seasons, Coach Frost turned an 0-12 program into an undefeated, national championship team. (That's right, I said national championship team. And nobody can convince me otherwise.)

Along the way, he gave me the opportunity I had been waiting for ever since I first arrived at UCF.

And I took advantage of it.

I think that what I did on the field, especially this past season, speaks for itself. So I don't feel like I need to get into all that. I'll let the tape do the talking.

Besides, I don't define myself by my successes.

I define myself by adversity, and how I've persevered.

I don't sleep in my jersey the night before games anymore. But I did sleep at the football facility for basically the whole preseason camp this last season. I went out and bought a blow-up mattress and a comforter, and then I went to Publix and stocked up on drinks and snacks and stuff so I had everything I needed. And instead of going back and forth to my dorm during camp, I slept at the football facility and lifted weights and watched extra film at night.

I just knew it was going to be my last camp at UCF, so I wanted to get the full experience, you know?

I just think that as guys progress through their football careers, they start thinking about the game differently. They start thinking about getting their college paid for, or making it to the NFL so they can take care of their families. They start looking at it as a job - and they should, because to excel at the highest levels, you have to take the game seriously. It's a big responsibility.

But I think some guys forget about why they started playing back when they were kids - how they loved the game so much that they'd sleep in their jersey the night before a game.

I started playing football because I loved it. And yeah, just like anybody else, my view of the game has definitely changed as I've gotten older.

But it hasn't turned into a job or an obligation.

I feel like all the boys and girls out there with birth defects ... we have our own little nation, and we've got to support each other.

I've had people doubt me my whole life, and I know that there are a lot of kids out there with various deformities or birth defects or whatever labels people want to put on them, and they're going to be doubted, too. And I'm convinced that God has put me on this earth for a reason, and that reason is to show people that it doesn't matter what anybody else says, because people are going to doubt you regardless. That's a fact of life for everybody, but especially for those with birth defects or other so-called disabilities.

I know there are some scouts and coaches - and even some of you GMs out there - who are probably doubting me, and that's O.K. I get it. I only have one hand, and because of that, there have always been people who have questioned whether or not I could play this game.

And if one you're of those who is doubting me ... well, I want to thank you, too. Because you're what keeps me motivated every day to work hard and play even harder.

Back when I was eight years old, I played because I loved the game. I still do. But now, I also play because I believe it's my purpose. I know that it won't come easy. Nothing comes easy But I fulfill that purpose. I have no doubt.

Shaquem Griffin University of Central Florida 2017 National Champions (13-0)

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A Letter to NFL GMs | By Shaquem Griffin

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This book is about 6 kids who go missing at a young age but 11 years later 5 of the kids come back except for one, but the kids don"t remember anything that has happen those 11 years or where the other kid is that is still missing. The missing kid sister is still determined to find her brother but soon discovers the secrets behind these closed doors.

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by:William P. young
Its about this dad and kids going to the lake for a little vacation. During the vacation the daughter ends up getting tooken. The dad goes threw a mental break down and hunts for the guy that kidnapped his daughter. He ends up like going into the woods and he meets good somehow, at first he is hesitant and dont want to go and follow him. Later on god and a group of other people lead him to find his daughter and have peace at mind.

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This book is about a machine that has the ability to predict the user’s death with just a sample of their blood. No one knows how this machine came to, but still many people use this machine to see how they die. The book is compiled of many stories submitted by fans and such. The most memorable story I have, A corporal in the U.S Navy, leads a team of individuals known as the Expendables. The corporal knows the deaths of all those that were installed into the Expendables, and this corporal tries to not let his men die of the cause the machine said. Overall, I give the book a 4-star rating. People who like mysteries and such will like this book.

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Doctor Faustus is about a well-respected German scholar, Faustus becomes dissatisfied with the simple forms of knowledge. He wanted to learn beyond logic, medicine, law, and religion. Faustus decides to practice magic. His friends Valdes and Cornelius teach him everything they know about black arts, soon after he starts a new career as a magician by summoning up Mephastophilis, a 🤬. Mephastophilis warned Faustus about the horrors of 🤬. Faustus unphased tells Mephastophilis to return to his master, Lucifer, with an offer of Faustus’s soul in exchange for twenty-four years of service from Mephastophilis.
I would rate this book a 5 if you like reading plays, and if you also like tragic ending.

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This is about the houston astros and how they bounced back from the hurricane and impacted the whole world. They suffered dearly and still came back and won the world series to prove how strong houton is and they are not weak and will just break down.

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Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar children

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Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar children

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Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar children is a novel by Ransom Riggs, which uses real old pictures as a tool of story telling. It is an easy to read fantasy novel, whose main protagonist, Jacob, is a 16 year old social outsider, who idolizes his Grandfather. His Grandfather was a polish refugee, grew up in a children's home and faught in world war 2. He told Jacob, who spent his whole life in Florida great stories of war, his travels but most importantly the children's home. In his stories he described the children as having supernatural powers and presented the home as a place of great happiness. Jacob, growing up, gladly accepted these stories, especially since his grandfather seemed to believe in them himself and always showed pictures displaying the children using their powers. As he gets older he stops believing his grandfather because his father says he has dementia and his own life ends up being very unspectacular. All of this changes when Jacob finds his grandfather dead in the woods and gets a glimpse at a disturbing monster. His family sends him to counseling but his counsellor, after many weeks encourages him to follow his grandfather's last wish of him going to the welsh island on which the children's home is. He gets to go to the island, leading him to find out that his grandfather told the truth and he expiriences his own adventure very dangerous adventure in the style of his grandpa's stories.
I give the book a 4.5/5 for being  an excellent easy to read fictional story which instills a sense of wonder and adventure, and telling especially young readers that we can all experience adventures like our grandparents did.
People who like examining the sience behind inspiration and storytelling will love this book. It is especially great for younger readers, although it contains some violence and a very young might be freightened. Nonetheless, the book will be very entertaining for those who wanted to match their grandparents stories or who find an old violent fairytale enjoyable to read.

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This article is about Russell Wilson a NFL quarterback that wanted to go back to baseball like college. He played college baseball at southern NC a D1 school and was drafted in 03 by the orioles but declined. HE then pursued his years in football and won a super bowl. Now in his year he wanted to go back and try it this spring.

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Trying on the pinstripes with Russell Wilson

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Trying on the pinstripes with Russell Wilson

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this article talks about russell wilson and why he chose to play baseball and what he thinks about it they ask questions like do u think you can be succesfull in both sports

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This article is about Andrew Mccutchen and how he got traded when he has done so much for pittsburg and the baseball association. Andrew was the star center fielder and was one of the faces of the pirates baseball association. Then they traded him to another team and he knew what went down when he got the call from the guy that tells them they are released or traded

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About a girl who plays basletball at texas a&m university the article talks about how she chose that school and all the confidence she has in her team to do big things

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This article is about richard sherman and the process of how his trade went down. it explains why he did it and that he will always love seattle

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about bker mayfield and his journey through texas tech and then oklahoma and he states that he is going to the draft

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Tunnel Vision is about Noah Synderguaard and his life growing up and not wanting to play baseball. He plays in the MLB now but as a child he wanted to be to be a soccer player. His mom forced him to play baseball and pushed him to his limits. He tells a story about him in the on deck circle and telling his mom to shut up then he got grounded but he went up and hit home run and then his mom ungrounded him.

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the history of the toronto raptors from the beginning ,of their start in the nba. I gave this book a 4 star.
People who like history of basketball, will like this book .

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about andrew mcutchen and him going away and being traded to the giants. He writes about his love for the city

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A College girl at Texas A & M that is a stud at basketball. The article just states about her hobbies what made her chose that school and tells about her and the life of a star at a D1 college and the life of a student athlete.

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In a dystopian future, the totalitarian nation of Panem is divided into 12 districts and the Capitol. Each year two young representatives from each district are selected by lottery to participate in The Hunger Games. Part entertainment, rural retribution for a past rebellion, the televised games are broadcast throughout Panem. The 24 participants are forced to eliminate their competitors while the citizens of Panem are required to watch. When 16-year-old Katniss' young sister, Prim, is selected as District 12's female representative, Katniss volunteers to take her place. She and her male counterpart, Peeta, are pitted against bigger, stronger representatives, some of whom have trained for this their whole lives.
I give this a 5 star rating and would recommend it to people who like thrillers.

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Hunger Games By Suzanne Collins

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spring break week, we had our fourth cotton warehouse fire causing  a big investagtion and its has caused alot of the cotton to burn, the past cotton warehouse fire went from sunday night all the way to monday causing a big cloud of smoke to tower over lubbock.
www.avalanchejournal.com

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ISIS shows a video of us soldiers getting ambushed. 

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ISIS shows a video of us soldiers getting ambushed. 

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this article is about ISIS and the battle that went on between 4 soldiers from the us, it was all caught on a helmet cam, and isis released it to the public where citiziens and loved ones saw the soldiers be brutally  murdered.
www. usatoday.com

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ivanka trump calls questions about fathers sexual misconduct "inaproprite" 

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ivanka trump calls questions about fathers sexual misconduct "inaproprite" 

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trumps daughter gets questioned about her fathers sexual misconduct, and how she thought it was affecting mrs. trump.
i would give this a two because it didnt say much about what happened, if you like trump then youll like it.
www.nytimes.com

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Under Trump border patrol steps up searches far from the border.  by ron nixion 

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Under Trump border patrol steps up searches far from the border.  by ron nixion 

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this article is about trump enforcing laws for border patrol officers are aloud to go on private property without a warrant, and ranchers are not happy about it. they are going way beyond the border and putting cameras up on private property and a man has taken it up to court and sued the border patrol and the city due to trespassing.

i would give this a 4 because it  had a lot of good facts and i think if your into politics and you have been following the trump election than you will be interested.  its on www.nytimes.com

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It's the end of the world. "They" have taken over and only a few lucky ones have survived including Amy. She is resourceful, brave, and intelligent. In a world where you must focus on yourself and survival first, Amy opens her heart to a toddler who she finds, helps keep alive, and loves.
Shockingly, they are rescued and taken to a New Hope. At first it seems like a haven for survivors but soon they discover that New Hope is not all that it seems. The question becomes who's more dangerous: the "monsters" on the outside who devour humans as meals or the "monsters" on the inside whose disturbed moral compass leads to corruption and death.

5 Stars-If you like post-apocalyptic thrillers, brave protagonists, and a hint of romance, you will love this book!