So I've been getting a lot of crap lately about my hair. It might be well deserved. It's getting long. And it gets a little messy too, especially when it's windy outside, or when I don't have a comb, which is never. My coach told me the other day that it might be the worst haircut he's seen in a long time. But why cut it now? These hairs have been with me since the beginning of the season, and playoffs are coming up. They've been with me in Bismarck, New Mexico, Boise, and everywhere in between. It's a symbol; a symbol of the season I've had. It's all over the place, but always in control, just like me this season. And I'm not gonna lie: I like it no matter how many people don't like it. Some might argue that I should cut it because my head resembles a mop, but it's growing on me...in more ways than one ;-) So I think I'll keep it around. And a positive about having this long hair is that I will have a great playoff mullet when the time comes. My dad might kill me when he reads this (Wait a minute, I'm 6'4", 220. Who am I kidding?) but, hey, I might as well grow it while I still can.
I'm just having a little fun here, at the expense of myself and my dad. I think he can handle it, though. I'm tired of writing so seriously all the time...
ReplyDeleteI love it. Whatever it takes. You can always put it in a rubber band. Or you can do braids or even pigtails!
ReplyDeleteI love the mullet idea too.
And you should have as much fun in your blog as you want. Its your blog!
Dad
no thanks on the braids or pig tails or rubber band...
ReplyDeletemullet, do it, i went wine tasting in a mullet a few weeks back, business in the front party in the back
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