Justin Bieber: Never Say Never

The rings, please?

Oh, God!

- No!

- Oh, my God!

You haven't made it

until you've played New York

and you've sold out the Garden.

He came from such a small town,

it gives us hope.

Madison Square Garden represents

the pinnacle of success.

Justin leans over and looks at me

and he said,

"I don't care how hard I have to work,

"or what we need to do,

I'm selling this place out in a year"

I love Justin Bieber!

I think about him, like, 99 % of my life.

- His voice, his personality.

- His hair, his looks, everything.

No one used to know him a year ago,

and now everyone knows him.

He was born March 1st, 1994,

at 12:
56 a.m. on a Tuesday.

One day, I tweeted him 100 times.

He is so much cooler than my brother!

So much!

Justin Bieber,

make sure you don't have

no more girlfriends,

'cause I'm your girlfriend.

He's just, like, a regular kid

who had a dream

and it just, like, came true.

I was young.

I wanted to make sure

that I gave him everything,

that I would be the best

that I could be for him.

It was hard work,

but it was worth it.

My parents helped a lot.

We're small-town people.

Even Toronto's too big for us.

His dad and I split

when he was about 10 months old.

I had a place of my own

and I lived with Justin.

Just me and Justin.

I knew he needed stability in his life.

And God really gave me

a lot of strength.

We were pretty excited.

He was such a little sweetheart.

Justin and my dad were so close.

They just really bonded.

He was always with Justin, every day.

If he wasn't with him,

he'd be talking to him.

They were great like that.

I remember there's been days

when Justin would run away from school

because a teacher said something.

And instead of running home,

he ran over here, to Grandpa.

- Hi, Justin.

- Hi.

What are you going out to do?

Shovel.

Shovel what?

Snow.

And you're going to do the job, are you?

It was definitely challenging

to be a teenagen

and have to stay home

while all your friends are going out.

Justin! You're on my team...

I just knew that that's what I had to do.

If he didn't have sports,

I don't know what he would have done.

He would have drove us crazy.

He drove us crazy, anyway.

Okay, go for it, Justin.

Okay, once again, that's it.

Everybody's gonna be a hitter,

wait and see.

My son, Ryan, and Justin

have been friends since grade four.

He was a soccer coach for three, four

years, and Justin was always over here.

He would not release the ball.

He's the same with hockey,

he wouldn't pass the puck.

In soccer, he wouldn't pass the ball.

Me and him always used to sit

beside each other.

There's me, that's him, on the left.

Pass the ball. And when he did,

it worked out. It was great.

I had to stress to him

that making the goal

was as important as scoring the goal.

What is it?

Okay, now what do you do with it?

He never had any lessons or anything.

I just never thought of it

being anything other than for fun.

I would have friends oven

and they would bring their guitars

and jam out at the house.

Justin, as a two-year-old,

he would wander up to the stairs,

right in front of the drum kit,

and just stare at Dan, the drummer

in the band at the time.

So how do you

usually count in your head?

One, two, three, four, five. One, two...

And he would just be mesmerized.

And he'd grab a pair of drumsticks

and he'd start hitting the stairs.

And everybody noticed

that his timing was amazing.

"Where does this talent come from?

Does he play drums?

"Man, you'd better get that kid a kit."

There was a little plastic, miniature kit

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