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| I grew up poor - living with six brothers, my father and a wonderful mother. We had 1 money and few worldly goods, but plenty of love and attention. I was 2 and energetic. I understood that no matter how poor a person was, they could 3 afford a dream. My dream was to be a 4 . When I was sixteen, I could crush a baseball, throw a ninety-mile-per-hour fastball. I was also 5 : my high - school coach was Ollie Jarvis, who 6 me the difference between having a dream and showing strong belief. One particular 7 with him changed my life forever. It was a summer and a friend recommended me for a summer 8 . This meant a chance for my first income - cash for a new bike and new clothes, and the 9 of savings for a house for my mother. The opportunity was attracting, and I wanted to 10 at it. Then I realized I would have to 11 summer baseball to handle the work schedule, and that meant I would have to tell Coach Jarvis I wouldn't be playing. I was 12 about this. When I told Coach Jarvis, he was as 13 as I expected him to be. "You have your whole life to work," he said. "Your 14 days are limited. You can't afford to waste them." I stood before him with my head 15 , trying to think of how to explain to him why my dream of buying my mom a house and having money in my pocket was worth 16 his disappointment in me. "How much are you going to make at this job?" he demanded. "$ 3.25 an hour," I replied. "Well, is $ 3.25 an hour the price of a 17 ?" he asked. That 18 laid bare for me the difference between wanting something right now and having a goal. I devoted myself to 19 that summer, and within the year I was offered a $ 20,000 contract. I signed with the Denver Broncos in 1984 for $ 1.7 million, and bought my mother the 20 of my dreams. | ||||
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