Went to high school in Lexington. Played little league football until freshman year of high school where we fielded a team of 14 players. Obviously, most players went both ways (har har) until two people in our fourth game of the season broke their collar bones. On the way to that fourth game, I was working on my fourth straight 20+ tackle game. I played nose tackle and tight end and never was the strongest kid, just very quick off the ball.
They moved the rest of the freshman team up to JV where we all basically sat the bench the rest of the season since the JV team had their starters already. 10th grade, I was moved to OG, since the other tight end was this giant guy who couldn't catch or run fast (yes, I'm still bitter) but was just big. 11th grade, I started at OG every game and 12th grade I missed all the offseason workouts because I met my girlfriend who is now my wife and decided against it.
Sure, I sat the bench that year, but who am I married to now bitches? Well, I guess you could consider me married to football too.
