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	<title>Comments on: Those hard-to-resist Svengalis: Joon Chul Pak</title>
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		<title>By: Walt Lynwood</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Oct 2007 20:59:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I was a very good football player in high school, but my father was pushing me so hard that when it came time to go to the college level I sabotaged it just to get away from the pressure of playing &#039;for him&#039;.  I really hate I missed the opportunity to play at that level, but it was too much.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was a very good football player in high school, but my father was pushing me so hard that when it came time to go to the college level I sabotaged it just to get away from the pressure of playing &#8216;for him&#8217;.  I really hate I missed the opportunity to play at that level, but it was too much.</p>
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		<title>By: Sheldon Siegel</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Oct 2007 15:34:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Picture it, 1967.  My &quot;father&quot; (who I barely remember and NEVER played any sports with) signed me up for a little league tryout.  He was the umpire.  I had never seen a baseball game in my life, never even held a baseball or wore a glove.  But he puts me out there and tells me to play.  Ball comes to me, i watch it role by me.  He yells, calls me stupid, walks away.  This goes on for a while.  
Never played the game again and fortunately, barely ever saw my father again.  Haven&#039;t liked sports at all since then.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Picture it, 1967.  My &#8220;father&#8221; (who I barely remember and NEVER played any sports with) signed me up for a little league tryout.  He was the umpire.  I had never seen a baseball game in my life, never even held a baseball or wore a glove.  But he puts me out there and tells me to play.  Ball comes to me, i watch it role by me.  He yells, calls me stupid, walks away.  This goes on for a while.<br />
Never played the game again and fortunately, barely ever saw my father again.  Haven&#8217;t liked sports at all since then.</p>
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		<title>By: Witty Nickname</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Oct 2007 12:58:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>When I told my Dad I wanted to quit Boy Scouts he told me no.  He told me I would keep going, he signed up as an Assistant Scoutmaster, then as a Scoutmaster.  At the time I was frustrated by it, but in after a few months I was glad he made me stick through it.  I ended up becoming an Eagle Scout thanks to him.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I told my Dad I wanted to quit Boy Scouts he told me no.  He told me I would keep going, he signed up as an Assistant Scoutmaster, then as a Scoutmaster.  At the time I was frustrated by it, but in after a few months I was glad he made me stick through it.  I ended up becoming an Eagle Scout thanks to him.</p>
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