Technically, there are a lot of reasons why I am here. It all started back in the school year of 2011 - 2012. I was a senior in high school and really dreading being there but I had made the decision when I was a freshman that I wanted to make a career out of playing football. I worked hard all throughout high school taking college advanced classes that I didn't want to take just so I could make it look good on a transcript for when colleges would look at my records. My freshman year of high school was the first time our school had ever had a football program in school history. But there were numerous kids on the team who had played ball at a younger age and knew what the game was about and we had grew up together when we were little ones and throwing the ball in the backyard and knew what it took to win. Under Indiana High School Athletic Association rules when you create a football program you have to compete at the JV level for 2 years. So my freshman year we played 12 games total and we won every single one of them. We were great, everyone in the school was asking why we hadn't have had a program before because we were so successful. Our talent raised eyebrows and made people think. While the season came to a close we were all very appreciative that the school give us a chance to play. Fast forwarding a bit through one semester and then to the summer. I vigorously worked my ass off by waking up early at 6 in the morning to go to practice by 7:30 in the morning. I would be practicing for 3 to 4 hours every day almost and then going out and working in the hot fields of the summer baling hay. I didn't live like most the kids, growing up in a small town of roughly 1,200 people we all we're different. Some kids stayed in played video games but there were numerous ones of us that lives on farms help their families the whole summer. But I always wanted to do more, I was always super busy bouncing back and forth between football practice, working on the farm shoveling out the stalls, running a tractor, mowing yards for local real estate businesses, and even working for an auctioneer company. I was always well respected for being such a young man and being a vigorously hard worker. Since my mom owns her own business I was always expected to help her in my down time though I didn't have much. I always told my parents growing up that I wanted to be somebody, and I knew football would help me find the inner me. It's just Who I am, its just something that I can do and be happy and once I put on my cleats and strep but my helmet I'm just in my own place and ready to go to battle. Though we were told after practice to keep our helmets and pads in our lockers, I would take mine home and practice by myself. I would set up a little obstacle course in my backyard with tractor tires and 55 gallon metal drums that I used as people. I would do this to make myself better, I always wanted to be the best of the best. I would do this every summer it was eat sleep and repeat kind of thing. Fast forwarding to my sophomore year it was the same thing. We were a JV program with freshman, sophomore, juniors, and seniors all on a junior varsity program. We wo