Too many women are running around with a bugaboo. The way I define bugaboo is a man with occurring or persistent problems. These men bring little to nothing to the table but dead weight. The word “man” over the years has lost a lot of credibility. Many women define a man as someone they can lean on in times of trouble but when they finally decide to do so they topple over.
Women you don’t need a man you need a champion. A man makes promises, a champion keeps them. A man sneaks around and cheats on you, a champion tell you of his intentions beforehand and lets you decide if you want to be apart of the process. A man is consistently five or ten minutes late in picking you up and them makes excuses, a champion arrives a few minutes before you get off. A man digs a bunch of shallow holes, a champion digs one big, deep, gaping hole. A man jumps off a bridge when he loses everything, a champion sees it as an opportunity to build something bigger than what was lost.
A man is born, a champion is created. You rarely if ever here of a champion complaining or blaming anyone but a man is constantly blaming others about his lot in life. A man relies on the advice and opinions of the so-called gurus but a champion tests it out for himself. A man hasn’t read a book since he was forced to read in high school, a champion constantly develops and self-improves upon himself. A man never sheds a tear, a champion is comfortable enough with himself to allow himself to be vulnerable. A man dies a thousand deaths, a champion dies but once.
A man finds little wrong with broken promises, a champion would rather die than break a promise to himself or to his mate. A man says, “I’ve smelled that perfume before…what is it?”, a champion will recognize your fragrance or scent in an instant. A man makes a woman wonder almost on a daily basis, “what the fu#% am I doing with this fool?”, a champion makes a woman get up earlier because she doesn’t want to squander one second of time to be with him. A man wants and expects things to always be as they are, a champion prepares for and expects that things will change. A man succumbs to the whims of society at large, a champion knows that navigating through life successfully is an inside job.
Women you don’t need a man, you need a champion. Finding a man is like asking a group of men who wants to go to the comedy club after you’ve already purchased the tickets and told him you’d pick up the food and drink tab. Finding a champion is like trying to find two needles in a haystack. A man tries to seduce you with fancy cars, houses, clothes and jewelry, a champion only knows how to be his authentic self. A man always complains that what God has given him to work with is not enough, a champion takes what God has given him and turns it into the most glorious creations.
Ladies, why would you settle for a man when you could have a champion? A man lies down in bed with you at night so that he can get off, a champion makes love to your mind, body and soul. A man if frazzled by the smallest of things, a champion is not easily shaken, if at all. A man gives up just before crossing the finish line, a champion will run, walk, crawl, be carried or dragged across the finish line. A man talks about bringing home the bacon, a champion will not only bring it home but he will cook it as well. A man invests his money in things that go (cars, boats, etc), a champion invests his money in things that grow (self-directed IRA’s, bonds, stocks). A man uses brute force to accomplish everything in life, a champion uses finesse.
Ladies you don’t have to agree with me on what a man or a champion is. However, I bet many of you would agree that it’s time for an upgrade. If you shot for a champion perhaps you would come closer to having a real man.
That’s my spin on it.
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