Random Blog 1
I've been called a man of no morals, a man of no values. I want to take you back to one of the most scarring days of my life, January 12th, 2017. Before we get into this dreadful day, I would like to take you even further back into 2003. In 2003, my family picked up everything we owned and moved from my hometown of Monterrey, Mexico to San Diego, California. I was just seven years old when my family moved to San Diego and in trying to assimilate myself into the American culture, I quickly realized people love watching and playing sports, specifically Football. Although I couldn't speak English, I quickly picked up the sport of football and used it as a platform to make friends. In addition to playing, I was introduced to the San Diego Chargers and I instantly fell in love. The Chargers became the way I was able to make friends and to me, the sport and the stadium represented the culture which I was getting myself into. I was lucky enough to grow up watching great Charge...