The draft was a an amazing time. The beginning of the league and my first chance at stardom. I was not a highly touted prospect when I first joined the league but I knew I could make an impact. I thought to myself I at least wanted to be second on the depth chart. I knew that unless I showed some real promise my first season I wouldnt get the start. That was okay for me. So draft day came and I was super excited. I counted down the hours and then the minutes and finally the seconds until the draft was upon us. From there I waited patiently for my future to unfold in front of my eyes. Where was I going to go, where was my family going to go? I had so many questions. It seemed like the first round took forever. There had been some exciting moves and familiar faces picked. My excited wore down as round after round I was being overlooked. Some people I knew that were sketchy at best were being placed at starting positions on teams. I figured it was simply a positional need sort of thing. Then as I was about to find myself asleep my name was called one pick before my future teammate Robert Phelps. We ended the 12th round and began the 13th. Little did I know we would pair up for season to come and break each other’s records and just have fun being on the field with each other.
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