I’ve had a long absence from the blogging world. Life’s been pretty busy in the meantime, but I’ve felt there hasn’t been anything worthy to blog. Thus far on my journey there has been disappointment after disappointment, but now I feel some pressure has been relieved…temporarily. Getting drafted has truly been a blessing, it’s something that has been on my list of goals from my first year in 2009. Even though being drafted is a big accomplishment, in the grand scheme of things it doesn’t mean much until I make the active roster.
So now the pressure is back on. This is what I live for, the pressure of the moment, the personal expectations that I place for myself. The mentality I now have is either I make the roster or I’ve failed.
Let’s rewind back to January when I found out I wasn’t being invited to Ecamp. Did it get me pissed? Yea I won’t lie to you guys, I was heated. But there was nothing I could do. I always say Control the controllable. There was a point in time I got really down on myself.
For a brief moment I began to think maybe I wasn’t good enough. But I snapped outta that mindset quickly. I told myself “I’ll just have to get to Ecamp the hard way”. Traditionally NIC has been a gateway to get to Ecamp. The plan was to go there and turn some heads and hopefully my performance would produce an invite. Then the Quebec regional combine option came up and I decided to go. I went into the regional combine knowing I was going to Ecamp. I would not be denied this time. I didn’t get a direct invitation therefore I had to show them exactly who they were passing up. There’s a quote that I heard this year and I now live by. “True focus lies between anger and serenity”. I was angry, but I always stayed level headed and calm.
Ecamp….
This was the moment I wanted my whole life and now I got the opportunity to shine. The bright lights were shining that weekend and I was NOT going to go unnoticed. I wasn’t even supposed to be there in the first place so I had to make sure by the time I left Sunday, people knew who Kristopher Robertson was and my capabilities. My performances may have been good but I felt I could have done better I set standards for myself and I fell short. I’ve been approached by people telling me not to get so down on myself. But at the end of the day I know my full abilities and I fell short of them. It could have been the fatigue from testing twice in a week, or that day just wasn’t my day? Who knows? I just needed to explain myself. The final day Sunday we ran our 40’s and did 1 on 1’s. My 40 was not my fastest. I was running 4.3’s in training so obviously I was disappointed in my results. I took that anger out in the 1 on 1’s, I told myself not 1 ball would be caught on me during this period…. I did what I said, not 1 ball was caught on me.
All in all, I learned a lot about myself having to go through this entire process. Having doors shut on me and subsequently having to kick them open. It was hard but I enjoyed every minute of it and I’m glad I went the hard way because it makes me appreciate everything I had to go through that much more. This was the last chapter of the first book of my collegiate football life. I’m on to book two, and I know it will be harder than the first book. Adversity builds character, and I feel I’m ready for anything that comes my way.
Kris Robertson, 11th overall, Winnipeg Blue Bombers
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Blessed.
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