You assume it’s okay with me that you don’t even crack the book. You assume that I’ll pass you because you’ve got a scholarship. It’s worse than that. You assume that I don’t care that the college will let you play with lousy grades, that the coach will turn a blind eye because you get our name in the paper. You assume that I’m fine with knowing that two years from now we’ll be done with you, we’ll have all those trophies, and you’ll have zip, squat, nada. You assume it will be okay with me that I won’t see you in the NFL or the NBA or any of the other alphabet areas – I’ll see you in Wal-mart stocking shelves because you never learned how to do anything but make a basket or run a race.

Mimi From Memphis Won’t Play This Game“, at Rate Your Students