My senior year of college I was introduced to a humble yet confident kid from UMBC.
Boogs: "Sup man? I'm Boogs."
Me: "Nada man. Where did you come from?"
Boogs: "UMBC. I played with Koz and Dirt. I remember you hit a bomb against me when we were Freshman."
Me: "Oh shit... that's right you did suck."
Boogs: *Biggest smile ever*
That's Boogs. His real name is Matthew Hewitt and he's in a lot of pain right now. He was in an accident a while ago and has been in critical care for almost a month. I don't know the complete extent of his injury because his parents wouldn't let us near him when we went to the hospital the 2nd day he was admitted. But, it's really serious. It was serious enough that it was ONLY family and it was in the balance for a while.
It's hard to write this because Boogs was always a little bit of an enigma to me. I didn't know him that long but we both smelled alpha male on each other and in that, we bonded, herded, and motivated those around us. But Boogs was a little more stand-offish, a little more thoughtful, a little more sensitive (if that's even possible) than I was. Every time we went out with the baseball team we seemed to gravitate towards each other at some point to have some sort of serious pull up, and I really loved those moments. He always wanted to talk about something deep and meaningful. But he also always wanted to celebrate life. He has a great light about him. It's a light filled with humor, love, talent, drive, and the ability to boot 3 balls in one game.
Anyway - I didn't know if anyone out there that knew Boogs hadn't seen the link below. It is his Caring Bridge link and if you want to read a good story about a great person fighting for his life and the love and support that surrounds him, you can find it there. http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/matthewhewitt
Boogs you are loved and I can't wait to see you when you get out. Hopefully we can pull up and have a good talk.