What’s up my boy? Where do I begin? I guess there’s no better place to start than twitter in 2013. That’s when we started following each other during the NFL Draft and a bunch of others we still keep in contact with until this day.
In the beginning, it was just two guys laughing at the crazy stuff we would say on there. After a while, I told you about my desire to live in Dallas someday and you started telling me more about the area and what there was to do there. In 2014, I left South Carolina and went back up to Boston to work, and ended up losing it all, and became homeless. Fortunately, I was able to weather that storm and moved to Texas, and that’s when our relationship changed.
The next day after I got to Dallas you hit me up and said that you would come to pick me up after you got off of work. I was shocked. I knew we were cool, but I wouldn’t have thought you would be willing to hang with me that quick. Nonetheless, you came through and then took me to Oak Cliff. When we got there, you would introduce me to my first Modelo and I never went back to drinking Bud Lights again. As a black man, I couldn’t believe how easily you and the other Mexican men that we were hanging with took me in and made me feel welcomed.
When the 2015 NFL Draft came around, my first in Dallas, you let me know that they were hosting a draft party at AT&T Stadium. We hung out with your daughter, YoYo, Augie, Ashley, and some more friends and it was such a dope experience. A year later, however, you would change my life forever.
I began to see pictures of you hanging out with a bunch of Cowboys fans called the Hard Hittahz. I originally didn’t think much of it, but you told me that they were having a tailgate at the stadium to kick off the 2016 season behind CiCi’s Pizza accross from the stadium. I met Cheef (RIP), Goose, Gucci, Hardcore, and a bunch of other members that day. I was so blown away by the comradery and the passion you all had for the Cowboys that I became a member just days later, and the rest is history.
2017 would be an interesting year for our friendship and brotherhood. One night, you told me something very personal and private about your life that I didn’t know and never would have guessed. I won’t discuss what that was, but I was glad that you trusted me enough to tell me so I just let you vent. I gained a better understanding of who you were and a lot of things I saw before made more sense.
This was also the year that we began going to California together. We decided that we were going to the Cowboys training camp in Oxnard, California. We had a blast and proceeded to make it a regular thing for quite a while. All of our Hittahz knew if I said I was coming that you wouldn’t be far behind and vice versa. We have to take another trip there soon.
Good ole Roy’s. The stories we could tell about that place. We didn’t need anyone else to come with us. We would link up and go feast on some of those amazing fries and onion rings while drinking a few beers and bumping that Migos album. Just kicking it, cracking jokes, and having a good time. Simple but yet so fun at the same time.
Remember those Saturday trips to Traders Village? Those were the best. We would load up the cooler and go look around the flea market, and then hit up Yes Buffet afterward. It was insane how much food we would eat, and then we’d message each other later about how we passed out asleep once we got home. Good times man, and we still do it every so often now.
Our friendship has always been an easy one. We just click and we have since we first met. We’re always laughing and joking about something and keeping those positive vibes flowing. We don’t judge each other for what we believe in even if it’s different from the other, instead we accept our differences and realize that we can still be the best of friends through it all.
I know there are people in the past and even now that judge you for wearing your heart on your sleeve. But I’m here to tell you don’t ever change. Keep being true to yourself and whoever can’t deal with it doesn’t need to be in your life. Until you walk a mile in a man’s shoes you can’t speak on him or his life so don’t give any of that negativity any mind, keep being Paul cause that’s more than enough.
You bring an energy that rubs off on people. Simply put, you’re just a guy that likes to have fun and see the people that you care about doing the same. That’s a special gift you have. You keep everyone in good spirits despite all the chaos that’s around us in this crazy world we live in. You may not realize it but you help people get through a lot. It’s those times when people can smile and laugh even though they may be dealing with a lot behind the scenes that get them through because they get reminded that it can always be worse so enjoy the good you have going on.
I say all that to say this, Happy Birthday! I’m thankful for our bond and I appreciate everything you’ve done for me. You’re one of the best friends I’ve ever had. No matter what you can always count on me to be there for you. When they see you they see me because we’re a team, and more importantly, we’re Roadies For Life!