We held you, and each other, and we all cried together at the heartache. It hurts to walk away empty-handed. It hurts more when you're out of practice. For 4 years I have watched you put yourself on the line and selflessly offer up body and mind to fight and sometimes will another win. 39 wins in a row and 2 State Championship titles don't happen by accident. Or luck.
There is no doubt in my mind that the price you paid was high. Four long seasons of start-to-finish-both-sides-of-the-ball football takes a toll. I'd be lying if I said this year wasn't gut-wrenching. We simultaneously cheered and held our breath at every hit, every tackle, every block. We wanted you to win because you wanted it, and we knew that if and when the day came that you didn't we would be devastated for you. But, this is what I want you to know and it is the most important thing... we would never be disappointed in you.
I know the pain of this week will fade slowly and there will be reminders now and then, but please remember these words as well.
We love you. We are proud of you. And I still want to B-RAD like #32 :)