Blue-Collar Players

By Xlibris US

Author Timothy Wright, wrote this book Blue Collar Players which stemmed from several reasons one top motive was his Inner desire that, he wanted it to become a reality - from mind to a book. Additional reasons where:
1) LIFE EXPERIENCES; (Others can relate too or see other aspects and perspectives)

2) LAUGHTER; He wanted to share laughter with many people, (In which he knows laughter is
medicine for the soul).

3) LOVE; He wanted to share moments of innocent Love (Pure love experiences)


4) IMPRESSION; He wanted to share how others can Influence (Many can impact ones life either in
positive and/or negative manner)

5) LUST; (Each person can experience lust even if thats not their focus in the beginning)

6) DECISIONS; Choices, Choices, Choices and Last Choices (While we are free to choose our
actions, we are not free to choose the consequences of our actions. We can try to
avoid making choices by doing nothing, but even that is a decision. It's choice--not
chance--that determines your destiny.)

7) DELIGHT; overall the author wants everyone to get enjoyment from the reading of this book.
Surely, Blue Collar Players is a book that the authors hope many enjoy; he knows that everyone has a story in their life that someone in the world can relate too. Reminiscing or what some people will call, back in the day until this current time, many have influential impact whether in actions, non-action or conversation. Whether it is girl talk, guy talk, women and/or men talk; we all can help each other by sharing the experience of ones life. It is great that you are getting to know us. Did you ask who is the us? (Us is; the author, characters of the story, neighbors, associates, friends, teachers, entrepreneurs,
business owners, blue collar workers and people who serve you or others on a daily basis.

From the Author to Readers and Supporters thank you to all who assisted, encouraged, invested time, talent; and purchased this book Blue Collar Players.

Readers, Enjoy: Please write comments to author at email: [e-mail]

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Aug 21, 2012
• ISBN: 9781477157701

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Copyright © 2012 by Timothy R. Wright.

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ISBN:                  Hardcover                             978-1-4771-5769-5

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Contents

Dedication

Chapter I:   The Introduction

Chapter II:   What Is a Blue-Collar Player?

Chapter III:   Everyone Has a Story

Chapter IV:   Back in the Day

Chapter V:   Influential Impact

Chapter VI:   Guy Talk

Chapter VII:   Sharing the Experience

Chapter VIII:   Getting to Know Us

Chapter IX:   Thank You and Dedications

Dedication

God, thank you for blessing my parents, James D. Wright and Deloris Wright, with five healthy children—Kim, Tracey, Keisha, James, and I, Timothy Wright.

My brother and sisters always have my back. My sister is no joke; Tracey is nothing to play with, and I love her for that. She is almost like my second mom. Keisha, she has best of both worlds. She likes to joke around like me, but she could put in work like Tracey. When people see me and Keisha, they say, Here comes trouble. You are about to get your laugh on. Kim is a sweetheart. She just wants her space. James, or should I say big brother almighty, his temper is 102, but I’m glad he found the Lord. So now his temper is 85. Smile, just joking.

Now I, Timothy. I’m a big softy. I will only be hard if I have to be. When it’s on, it’s on. The only regret I have is I didn’t graduate from high school. So I’m going to take the time to say I apologize, Daddy, for letting you down. I know this sounds sad, but that still bothers me to this day. My father worked hard so we could have a better chance at life, and I took him for granted. I’m surprised he didn’t kick my ass, but he let me learn the hard way. Thank you.

CHAPTER I

The Introduction

When I was a young boy growing up in Orange, New Jersey, I and my friends used to play basketball in the park all the time in the summer. We had people from all walks of life coming to the park to see us play. The older teenagers and college students that worked in the park would stay after their shift was over.

Friday afternoon was the best. You got people that worked from nine to five, and then you had your players that didn’t work but had other ways of making money. After work, these young men would get their drink and smoke on. The flavor at that time was forty-ounce beer and reefer. The players were too clean and pretty to play ball. They had their shoes or sandals with their shorts set on. They only took a couple of shots in between games. Now the blue-collar players, they didn’t mind getting sweaty because there were a bunch of women on the sideline watching the game. You would think we played for the NBA. The women were no different from us except when they had their forty-ounce beer. They would bring their small clear plastic cups. Ladies never drink out of bottles. When the brother with the boom box came through all, man, you had all the ingredients to a great block party. When the party was over, all you saw were empty beer bottles and E-Z wizer boxes all over the ground. Now you got both groups having a little liquor in them. Here comes the arguments. Who is a real player?

Blue-collar players or the ones that don’t work, they both agree on one thing: life is a game. So for a long time, I used to think about the same question. When I got older and a little wiser, I learned that life is a game and we have many boards and levels to play on.

As for being a blue-collar player or player in general, it’s almost the same thing, except one chooses to work and move up in a company or start their own business. The other one runs his mouth and the streets, capitalizing off somebody else’s work. Let’s see how long that will last. The thing is, you choose the life that you want to live. Players from all walks of life never sit on the sidelines. They are going to live life to the fullest with their own set of rules. When it was time for me to make a choice, it was a no-brainer. It seemed like so-called players were getting locked up at the end of the summer. A brother like me couldn’t do time in jail, and besides, work never bothered me.

CHAPTER II

What Is a Blue-Collar Player?

A blue-collar player is a male or female who doesn’t mind working hard to move up in a company or start their own business. They want the best or, should I say, the finer things in life. Their real goal in life is to be a boss or to own a successful company. They understand there is no shortcut for greatness. They will go back to school or do overtime to better themselves. When they work hard, they play hard.

Now you also have another type of blue-collar player. He/she spends more money than he or she makes, always playing high power on a low post. You can catch either of them in the hood hanging with people that are doing worse than him. It makes him feel better than anyone else. But soon, as the other person starts to do better, the first thing that comes out of his mouth is he or she is acting funny now or, my favorite, if it wasn’t for me, you will not be here. They want to be on top but are always looking for an easy way out. What’s the top, you say? The stars always have to shine on them.

CHAPTER III

Everyone Has a Story

Hi, my name is Timothy Wright, but some people call me Big Tim, Tim Dog, or my old-school name, T. Rock (sometimes, Big Man). When brothers are mad at me, all mean, fat boy or fat bitch comes out. Now I get to be a bitch too. Anyway, where I come from, you can’t let people get to you with words. If they find any type of weakness, they go for the heart. It’s like making a touchdown. You already spiked the ball. Now you are going to do your dance in the end zone. See where I’m coming from? Words only hurt if you let them, so you have to come back with something—about his clothes, his girlfriend, or pull some of that history from way back when. Everybody has a history; it’s up to you to do your own investigation.

Well, getting back to the subject at hand. I have to tell you a little bit of my history, and then you will know why I think the way I do. I am not perfect, but I try to be as fair as possible. See, I grew up in a church, so I have a sense of what’s right and wrong. While growing up as a child, I looked up to preachers, but now, when I turn the television on, the preacher is sinning worse than us Christians. It’s a big letdown. We all are looking for that next Christ, but there is only one true God. We all forget that preachers are human too. It’s just that we accept more of them. But I would never say stop going to church because of a few bad apples.

Ladies, I know y’all want to know why men want to be players, why they can’t have one woman and be satisfied. Why? Why? Why? Well, first of all, we are our worst enemy. We call our little boys players. When you tell a boy he is a player since the age of five, what do you think he is going to try to be? Just think about it. Let’s move on, shall we? I’m about five feet eleven inches tall (five feet ten inches maybe), weight goes up from 235 to 250 pounds, have always lifted weights since high school. So I wasn’t fat. You can call me heavyset. I had big arms but not enough cuts on them. Running on the treadmill and lifting weights did wonders for me. Light-skinned dude with curly hair at the time, but my hairline started to thin at an early age. I used to always wear a baseball cap to cover it up. Then one