On the first anniversary of my friend's death, I tore my meniscus completely and was not able to do anything to help with my grief for almost a year due to surgery. After I had surgery on my meniscus I was on the brink of suicide, none of my so-called friends came around or checked up on me and I honestly thought the best option was just to end it. Luckily I had one person who has always been in my corner, my mom, and I recovered and was able to get my life back together. All of that being said, I understand what it’s like to be at rock bottom, and that is why I always check up on people, why I ask if people are okay, why I say hi to people I never even met. Because I know if I had someone do that for me when I was going through that rough patch it would have made my day, and probably my week. To get on a more upbeat topic, the last trait of Coach Rat’s that I embody is pride. I will admit, I struggled with pride for a long time. I was very hard-headed until halfway through my junior year, I am not proud of it but I will admit it. After realizing being that way wasn’t helping me at all, it was not only hurting my success on the field, but also my