Let's say you were one of the lucky ones to whom high school wasespecially kind. You had a wonderful four-year run with all sorts oftriumphs and glories, and just about everybody loved and admired you.
Great. But that was years ago and you've moved on to the restof your life.
Only one problem - nobody wants to let you forget high school.Every day, every hour, somebody tells you how great you were way backwhen. Nobody really cares what you're doing now; you're defined bywhat you used to be.
That's pretty much what life is like for an ex-athlete (unlessyou're somebody like Jack Kemp or Sen. Bill Bradley). You live thehigh life for a relatively short time - …
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