The Early Years

He was born a Steelers fan. He was raised a Bears fan.

His older cousin JA used to play from his knees in the basement. A game usually ending with him in tears.

On the Anderson Elementary playground he was "Barefoot Beaver"

Occasionally he could get even with his cousin playing video game football.

First Taste

He played one season for the Tri-Cities Chargers. A move his mother did not like.

Mo Dawg and Cap tossed him the rock, he ran for fear of being tackled.

He loved the game of SOCCER!

He showed to practice one day with socks in his helmet because his puppy Michelangelo ate his ear pads.

After a punt-return ending in tears, his Ma said "no-more!"

Even after getting knocked unconscious in Webb's front yard, he still played when he could get out.

He tackled Fuge and Heller and Sawicki and Mo, he tried to run with B-Hynes and Bryski and Seigler and Smoke, he tossed when Fish or Cap or Dan wouldn't or couldn't.

In high school he had to choose, he picked the game he loved - Soccer.

The Story Grows

In college, soccer wasn't in the cards.

He played Rugby (great time / bad idea).

He won a punt/pass/kick competition and decide to walk-on as Punter. Punters usually got hit much less than other players, plus his Ma was 927 miles away and wouldn't be able to hear the thuds!

Coach Bennett said he could stay on the roster, but likely wouldn't ever punt in-game. He took his services elsewhere.

He held his own on the Intramural Field, but was actually better at officiating. 

He began working for the Cowboys and found a new passion for the game!

Thank You Sir, May I Have Another

It started, like many border-line ridiculous things in his life, over beers with his now Super Agent - DJ EJ. The conversation was about sports and guys sitting around yelling at televisions and getting on social media and ripping players and teams. The thought was simple, but out loud..."Can the average guy really do any better?" Years ago, in a club specifically built for gentleman, he told a friend there was no way he could play "Pro" anything. There was no doubt that day, his stance was still true, yet oh Miller Lite, how liquid courage can make moments of magic!!! 

A couple texts, a few e-mails, a couple beers and a few laughs later - the meeting was born. In the Texas Revolution offices in Allen, Texas proud owners and management met with a guy with a ponytail and a crazy proposition. Lets raise money for a good cause or 2. The more money raised and tickets sold, the more the club would be forced to play him. Stupid, yup - idiotic, clearly - reasonable, not so much --- it didn't matter, the opportunity had life! 

He planned to workout, to raise funds, to spread the word. He hoped to sell tickets all over the country. To bring a great group of people together for a great night. And maybe, just maybe...run that one route to glory? The one that every guy or girl sitting at home swears they could make, but in real time, when it really matters - in front of a pack of grown men, that is why he plays!

Guy Hopes You Join Him In The Journey!

PASSION * PRIDE * PURPOSE

GUY GOES DEEP * 2/24/17