TAMING A REBEL
It was a sunny Saturday when it happened. I had woken up at 8 am due to the sound of a ball being repeatedly thrown at the house wall. I threw the covers off me and looked out of the window. My older brother Ryan was playing basketball at 8 am. Only he would do that. No doubt it was for a number of reasons. 1 being it probably annoyed the hell out of our parents and 2 he was just that sort of guy. To be fair Ryan always was, and will be, the black sheep of the family. He was four years older...