Rocky

Easily my favorite movie of all time. As I get older, it keeps getting easier to get all choked up and near tears at the end. Okay, okay... sometimes a few tears slip out. Little ones though!

That all started a few years ago and now that I have children of my own and have put their hopes and dreams before mine, it doesn't take much for me to let those little tears slip out. Laying on the floor watching Finding Nemo with Claudia... it has happened.

I was talking about this at work and someone thought it odd that I got choked up at Rocky, too. You say Rocky to someone and they think "underdog". Oh, you like stories of underdogs. Little fish with gimpy fin... bum from Philly.

Maybe.

But the real story isn't about being an underdog. Sure, both Nemo and Rocky are underdogs, but that's not why I love them. I love them because I have been there. I have pushed myself past where others will go, to places where no one can help me... and I made it.

At Florida I will do it again.

And just like Rocky, it matters little who gets the decision, because the winner is the person who realizes his dreams.