I am a male who grew up in a small suburb with a great pizza place and a lot of kids. My father was a truck driver and my mother worked in collections at the local hospital. I was not brought up with a silver spoon; it was more like an ordinary metal spoon from Sears.
All I ever thought that was important as a kid was sports. It was always on the TV, constantly advertised on the radio, and everyone I knew played at least one.
I remember dreaming of my name being on a billboard and being shouted by hundreds of thousands of fans at some arena or stadium. I played all sports growing up and was always participating in some type of pickup game with the kids in the neighborhood. I changed the sport I was playing with the season, using the professional schedule as a guide. It was football in the fall, hockey or basketball in the winter and baseball in the spring. Summer was for a little more baseball, basketball, and for just being a kid.