One of the hardest things I have had to do in my almost 4 years as a parent was to tell my son today that Karl Joseph got hurt and could no longer play for WVU. My son is almost 4 and absolutely loves Karl Joseph. He has a gold, a blue, and a white # 8 jersey. Every game this year, home or away, he asks at least 50 times per game where Karl Joseph is on the field and if Karl Joseph is playing today. He wanted to learn to tackle like Karl Joseph, and as early as this afternoon, we were playing football in the yard and he was pretending to be Karl Joseph as he tackled me. Shortly after, I learned of the injury.
When I finally worked up the nerve to tell my son of the injury, he was devastated. I mean it legitimately hurt his soul. I felt so bad. He laid his head on my shoulder and told me that he was sad and wanted Karl Joseph to play for the Mountaineers again. All I could do was console him and tell him that maybe he could play in the NFL next year (he actually has a decent understanding of college/NFL).
On our way to church he told me that he wanted to pray for Karl Joseph when we got there. So, we went to his classroom and he prayed that God would make Karl Joseph feel better and asked that he heal his knee. I can't even describe the emotion at that point. I love my son and I felt so bad for him. I feel even worse that we lost a true Mountaineer for the rest of his career. He is top of the line.
Just wanted to share.
When I finally worked up the nerve to tell my son of the injury, he was devastated. I mean it legitimately hurt his soul. I felt so bad. He laid his head on my shoulder and told me that he was sad and wanted Karl Joseph to play for the Mountaineers again. All I could do was console him and tell him that maybe he could play in the NFL next year (he actually has a decent understanding of college/NFL).
On our way to church he told me that he wanted to pray for Karl Joseph when we got there. So, we went to his classroom and he prayed that God would make Karl Joseph feel better and asked that he heal his knee. I can't even describe the emotion at that point. I love my son and I felt so bad for him. I feel even worse that we lost a true Mountaineer for the rest of his career. He is top of the line.
Just wanted to share.
