07:28 AM - October 27, 2006 by Steve_OS
We have just posted our Cabela’s Alaskan Adventures review. Find out what Clay Shaver had to say about it.
"I’m still puzzled at where exactly my love for sports came from. As far back as I can remember, I was playing something; even if it was baseball with a rolled-up sock and an old chair leg. I started Little League at four. I played my first year of tackle football at seven, by which time I had already worked in a season of basketball and two of soccer. I was a sports junkie as a kid. But what always struck me as strange was that my parents were not. Not even close.
My mom never liked sports. She was a cheerleader in high school, but that was for status, not sport. I can count on one hand the number of games that she attended in my life. It just wasn’t her scene. Even stranger to me was that my dad was the same way. My dad was not the typical dad that sat down with a “sixer” on Sundays and watched the game. He didn’t go to Opening Day. He didn’t have a team. He didn’t even watch the Super Bowl! It’s only since he retired that he rediscovered golf, a sport that he dabbled in a little in his time in the Navy during Vietnam. But, my dad always considered himself a sportsman. In fact, he considered himself the ultimate sportsman. He was a hunter. He’ll even go as far as to say that he is the hunter. I remember him telling me a few years back that he's so good, that when he draws his bow, his freezer clicks on.
That’s my dad.
That’s not me."