I will say that I miss my little brother. He's in 9th grade now, and I never get to see him play football because I coach on Friday nights. He looks up to me, and we talk a lot. He's a much better athlete than I could ever be, and he's a whole lot smarter. So, here are a few photos of my little (big) brother...
He plays the sports I played (and now coach). It's kind of crazy that I teach kids that are the same age as my little brother. I hope he's proud of his big brother, because I'm definitely proud of him. I love my little brother.
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