| Adam Reynolds |  |
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Adam, one of the true Old Timers, has weathered more storms than Prospero and worn more hats for Pellman's than a drunk prop boy in the Globe Theater costume room. Soccer success found Adam early, in the form of 5 league championships and one Colorado state championship before he was 12 -- an age most of us spent trying to juggle over 20 touches and genuflecting nightly toward our Pele posters. A resident of Boulder since 1977 (minus his college career at Arizona State where he lettered on the club team), Adam's day job consists of "working one-on-one in coaching or therapy contexts... healing physical ailments, goal-setting and achieving, trauma and grief relief, athletic and stage performance, among many other things" and Tom, if you want to be quoted directly too then you need to be as explicit as Adam, ok? Anyway, pick the guy on the team most likely to be a student of shamanism and on looks you probably pick Adam last, but no, he's jetted to Peru (and other locales with ancient spiritual healing traditions, along with fine scotch and women) getting initiated into some ayahuasca cult, not that he's telling, and sponging up some serious runic teachings, natch. When cancer visited Adam, he shifted into Coach mode for the team, wistfully smacking his jowl at every unforced breakdown in fundamentals and calculating the risk of suiting up (too high, bones brittle, might snap), but ultimately he bid the disease adieu and his Foot will tell you that it was more about acceptance than rejection, but you may need the scotch and a shot of mescal to comprende that, padrone. Maybe not. Anyway, "goal-setting" is the key term here, gents, and if you get the young goons and the lush prop boys out of Adam's way, that's what happens, along with "goal-scoring." Lesson, people, over. Relationship Status: Jet-setter. |
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