Somebody's gotta be there when it gets ugly
Somebody's gotta be there when it gets bloody
Somebody's gotta get their hands dirty
Yo, it's a f*cked up job but somebody's gotta do it
Somebody's gotta come up with a plan
And be there when the shit hits the fan
I hope ya'll out there understand
Look man it's a f*cked up job, but somebody's gotta do it
-The Roots: Somebody's Gotta Do It
Just imagine an athlete in a high pressure situation, you know have to make a game winning free throw, field goal, hit a home run, or worse making a penalty shot in soccer. There are two outcomes that will come from this situation. One is you are a hero, people are buying drinks for at least year unless you do something horrible to make everyone hate. That one is if you successful completely the task in hand. The other outcome is everyone hates you, and do not want anything to do with you. They will chase you out of town, and give your family death stares (the best case scenario) or give them death threats (worst case scenario). Either way those things are not good for an athlete psyche, knowing their family are suffering through their miss deeds.
The paragraph mention is the almost the same scenario, I had in my criminal law class today. Today's topic in the class was rape and criminally sexual conduct; two horrible things that could ever happened to a person. The reason why my professor wants to do this high sensitive subject, someday all of us in the class have to deal with one of these cases and it better to know what to do now, then waiting for it to happened. Like our little high pressure athletic situation, the people citing the case are either heroes or the most foul disgusting human beings that walk the earth ever. Luckily everyone who had to cite the cases that were assigned acted professionally and no one got hurt. Hey at least I feel comfortable buying them a drink now, and not wishing their parents never spawn them.
NOTE: I am sorry, writing often it just this law school gig is no joke. It takes up too much and whatever free time I get I don't want to write. So bear with me for the time being.
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