Through My Eyes

by Tim Tebow, Nathan Whitaker (With)

Overview

FormerUniversity of Florida star quarterback, 2010 first-round draft pick for theDenver Broncos, and devout Christian Tim Tebow tellsthe story of his faith, his life, and his career in football in Through MyEyes. Written with Nathan Whitaker, the New York Times bestsellingcoauthor of Quiet Strength, with Tony Dungy, Through My Eyes givesfans a first look into the heart of an athlete whose talent and devotion havemade him one of the most provocative figures in football.

Product Details

ISBN-13:	9780062007308
Publisher:	HarperCollins Publishers
Publication date:	02/19/2013
Pages:	272
Sales rank:	33,243
Product dimensions:	5.56(w) x 7.86(h) x 0.71(d)

About the Author

Tim Tebow is an NFL quarterback, who was a first-round draft pick in 2010. He was the first-ever sophomore to win the Heisman Trophy and won the NCAA National Football Championships twice with the University of Florida Gators. His charitable organization, the Tim Tebow Foundation, was established in 2010 to bring faith, hope, and love to those in need.

Nathan Whitakeris the coauthor of three New York Times bestsellers including Quiet Strength, which he co-wrote with Tony Dungy. He lives in Florida.

Tim Tebow is an NFL quarterback, who was a first-round draft pick in 2010. He was the first-ever sophomore to win the Heisman Trophy and won the NCAA National Football Championships twice with the University of Florida Gators. His charitable organization, the Tim Tebow Foundation, was established in 2010 to bring faith, hope, and love to those in need.

Nathan Whitakeris the coauthor of three New York Times bestsellers including Quiet Strength, which he co-wrote with Tony Dungy. He lives in Florida.

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Through My Eyes

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By Tim Tebow

HarperCollins

Copyright © 2011 Tim Tebow
All right reserved.
ISBN: 9780062007285

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Chapter One

HEADACHE
The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.
—Psalm 23:1

My head was killing me.
It had been a full day already, but as if that weren't enough, now
my head was splitting in two. The timing could have been better. I
was in New York City for the presentation of the Heisman Trophy
and I'd spent most of the day exploring New York with my family
and friends. But it had taken its toll. A migraine had set in; I guess the
travel and schedule had brought it on. I had been traveling non-stop,
it seemed, since the conclusion of the regular season a week earlier.
I had been blessed enough to win several awards already, including
the ones that I was the most proud of, several first-team Academic
All-American teams.
The ceremony took place on the periphery of Times Square, at the
Nokia Theater, as it was then called. There were about twenty of the
2,100 in attendance on December 10, 2008, who were pretty nervous
for me. Those twenty—my parents, siblings and spouses, close
friends, Coach Urban Meyer and Coach Mickey Marotti from the
University of Florida—had been on hand to support me throughout
the entire season, as always, in good times and bad.
Statistically, there had been more good than bad that season. I'd
thrown for over 2,500 yards with 28 touchdowns and 2 interceptions.
I'd also rushed for 564 yards and had 12 touchdowns. But
more important, as a team, we'd seen far more good than bad as
well. We were 12–1 and had only had one close game in the last two
months—all of them wins.
Of course, Colt McCoy and Sam Bradford, both of whom were
invited by the Downtown Athletic Club and were seated beside me
on the front row, also had great seasons.
We hadn't played either team, yet. We would be facing Oklahoma
and Sam Bradford in the BCS National Championship game a month
after the ceremony.
Finally, the moment arrived, and none too soon. As the ceremony
unfolded, my head was hurting more and more, and I was feeling
nauseated.
The announcement came from the podium, in a moment that none
of us would ever forget.
"The Downtown Athletic Club presents the 2008 Heisman
Trophy to . . .
Sam Bradford, University of Oklahoma."
My phone began vibrating and wouldn't stop for hours. Texts
and voice mails from teammates and coaches, all to the effect that we
would take it to Oklahoma in the championship game. I wasn't paying
attention to the phone, though, as Sam accepted the award—the
pounding in my head had continued to intensify.
Finally, at a break, I headed out to the bathroom to run cold water
over my face. On the way, I passed Coach Meyer and Coach Marotti,
and I could feel the intensity of their disappointment and anger as I
approached. They were obviously biased in my favor, and were two
of my biggest advocates.
I caught their eye and mouthed two words.
"Game on."

(Continues...)

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Table of Contents

Preface ix

Chapter 1 Headache 1

Chapter 2 Given a Chance 3

Chapter 3 The Early Years 7

Chapter 4 Preparing a Foundation 19

Chapter 5 A Fair Farewell 37

Chapter 6 Overcoming 51

Chapter 7 Philippines, Football, Faith, and Otis 57

Chapter 8 Where to Go, Where to Go? 75

Chapter 9 Running Down a Dream 89

Chapter 10 Getting My Feet Wet in the Swamp 97

Chapter 11 Ending Up in the Desert 109

Chapter 12 Starting Over 123

Chapter 13 Communication Problems 135

Chapter 14 The Heisman 149

Chapter 15 Doing the Right Thing 165

Chapter 16 An Inauspicious Start 171

Chapter 17 The Promise 181

Chapter 18 A Promise Fulfilled 197

Chapter 19 Matching Their Intensity 209

Chapter 20 Finishing Strong 229

Chapter 21 The Draft, Denver, and an Eternal Direction 243

Afterword 255

Acknowledgments 259