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PhelesDragon t1_iznaphu wrote
I hope he's well.
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ThrongedBeth330 t1_izn8hv3 wrote
When you only level intelligence and neglect other stats
AeratedTownie679 t1_izn8zk0 wrote
Probably the only soccer player that actually was not faking their injuries.
baerniislove t1_iznp1su wrote
For anyone interested, Niklas is streaming right now (and nearly every day) on twitch. He is a funny guy and often reads chat and interacts with it.
twitch.tv/niklugi
FlaccidRazor t1_izq12d6 wrote
Can we please stop making disabled people in wheelchairs our "inspiration"? They've already asked us to stop.
Puzzled-Dependent953 t1_izoogh8 wrote
This is robot from Inivincible
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DerikC24 t1_izpf1dq wrote
While I'm very happy for this guy . I will say that his deficiency helped him get to this point. He's been treated special probably his whole life. I wonder if he ever just wants to be treated normal.
RunInRunOn t1_izpoqgb wrote
Having brittle bones doesn't make you better at gaming. Sure, he might have had more time in his day, but a learned skill is a learned skill
DerikC24 t1_izppmuf wrote
Is he good enough at the game to actually be pro? Yes this is a serious question.
JCPRuckus t1_izq7ml2 wrote
Does it even matter? Imagine if he wasn't medically disabled. If a fully healthy person told you their dream was to be an NFL player, and instead they had become a pro Madden player, would anyone say, "Yeah, that's the same thing"?... I mean, good on this dude if he's that good a gamer (and I'll just assume he is), but he definitely didn't achieve his dream.
And if anything, it cheapens his actual accomplishment to pretend he did. Any hint of dishonesty or bending the truth in a motivational message just highlights how full of shit so much motivational messaging is.
Nasallyginger71 t1_izn9l77 wrote
I went to school with a kid who had brittle bones. At an all boys high school that saw fights in the halls almost every day, that little dude must have lived in some amount of fear. But we were all careful around him. He was let out of classes 5 minutes early to head to his next one so he didn't have to get jostled in the hallways. There was a staircase that none of the rest of us was allowed to use so he wouldn't accidentally get knocked down, which would have been fatal for him. He was not confined to a wheel chair, but he didn't walk easily, either.
As far as I know, he managed to get through that school unscathed, which is impressive. As rough and mean as some of us could be, we gave little dude a wide berth. None of us was going to be the one to send him to the hospital. Still, that had to be lonely. I'm not much for socializing most of the time, but at least I can without worrying if the next handshake will break my arm. And this was back before internet was a thing. Hell, SNES was not even a thing yet. I can not imagine going through life with people afraid to even breathe in your direction.
So good on this guy for being able to follow through with his dreams.