Football, to me, has always been on my mind. My dad played division 1 college football, so I grew up dreaming of doing the same. I’ve always dreamed that, Lord willing, I can play professionally. This dream was what motivated me. That was, however, until my sophomore year, when I thought my dreams were crashing down.
Back then, I played wide receiver. I was getting frustrated because I was not getting any touches. I was not getting thrown to, and I was getting discouraged.
I was fresh off of going to State for hurdles in track, and due to this frustration, I contemplated focusing on that because I was no longer enjoying the sport I loved growing up.
My frustrations kept boiling, but then my coach made a decision that changed my life.
In the middle of the season, my coach made me switch positions to running back right before a JV game. At first, I wanted no part of it. I did not think I would have any more fun at this position than at wide receiver.
However, once the game started, though, I realized I could not have been more wrong. I thrived at running back. I loved it. That one game reignited my love for the sport of football, and I started to excel in it. After running back that whole year, I came back my junior year and won the starting job. The rest, as they say, is history.
I had a pretty solid junior campaign. As a result of that, my recruitment started to pick up. Currently, I am very close to my first offer, and I am beyond excited for what my senior season holds.
