Just like the title says fullback inspired me. My story probably isnt as good as his but it inspired me to share mine and may help other people that were in our same position.
I started playing football in tenth grade, I had previous played one year in 7th grade. Our team was actualy pretty good for once that year. We satrted the season ranked number 6 and our only loses game from the 3rd and 5th ranked team and one confrence foe. We finished 7-3 that year one game out of the playoffs. Our team was stacked that year with seniors, tall strong and big. We had guys benching 300-400 pounds, squating 700+. Needless to say none in my class saw anygame time.
That year since we were stacked everyone in my class was on the jv team. We went 4-4 not great but not as bad as things would get in the future. I was the starting 3 technique in our 4-3 defense. I had a great year and i loved it. The most memorable part of that whole season for me was the one sack I had, and one great 4th and inches I had at our rivals stadium.
Now mind you this next part is where everyhting goes to ****. The seniors were gone now and it was up to us and the juniors that were becoming seniors(there were only about 15 of them). I had been in the weightroom giving it everything i got wanting to be out on that field. It was around that time my one good friend was involved in a car accident and died. I decided to smoke a joint with my one buddy on the way to school and when we walked in the assisnat princapal noticed we reeked like weed. (dont flame me about smoking, smoking dosent ruin your life only you ruin it) I was suspended from school from 10 days and ordered to attened drug rehab classes before returing to school. My coach was definitly not pleased. He had been telling me all fall about how I needed to be ready to be the starter and everything else.
Come springtime I was just about out of the doghouse with coach when he announces hes leaving to be defensive quality coordinator for the Ohio State Buckeyes. He left because he knew there wasnt enough talent and size. We were all devestaed to hear he was leaving because he was a great coach. Our new coach was abit of a pussy and me and him did not get along.
At the begining of summer we meet at the field to run laps and flip tractor tires etc. These workouts were semi voluntary if you went it looked good for you. I skiped the whole month of june due to wanting to drink and have fun before it was practice all day and resting all night. Come july conditioning it was obvious that the coach wasnt taking me seriously even though I buckeled down and busted my balls. I droped from 260-220 by the time the season started. Something else happened to. When I had been in the rehab program They made me prioritize my goals and two of them were to play varsity and become a fullback. One of them came to reality when coach told me I would be transfering to defensive end and fullback. What I didnt know at the time was they basicly stuck me there cause we were low on fb's and de's and had alot of dtackles. They started a 170 lb sophmore over me. I think as like a grudge against me.
All my teammates wanted me on the field and the sophomore even told the coach I was a better fullback then him. The only action I saw again was jv when I blocked for the kid who took my starting varsity job. (my blocking for him alowed him to see first hand how good I was.) About three games left in the season I had enough. I still hadnt seen seen a minute of time, no special teams nothing. It was also about this time I started abusing perscription pills. Snorting so many percocets before a game that I about overdosed and was vomiting everywhere, I wasnt even alowed to dress. Staying up for days snorting adderals and skipping school. Its no wonder I never say any pt. Im Not sure if the coaches knew I was pilled out or thought i was wasted. I quit with 3 games left in the season.
After the season I talked to the coach and appologized for quitting and started lifitng again. One day I decided to go to lifting after smoking a blunt. I guess I smelled like weed and one of my teamates snitched on me. (even though 2 months later he started smoking pot himself.) The coach sat me doen told me he knew about my past with weed and said someone told him they smelled it on me. He kicked me off the team.
In the spring of my junior year I wrote a 2 page letter to my coach appogizing submitting myself to random drug testing, I'd even pay for it. He told me he had read my letter and if I acted right till the school year was up hed get back to me. I went to see him on the last day of school and he had left early. It was obvious he wanted nothing to do with me even though I was willing to give up everything to make right for my senior year.
Fast forward two years and here I am. Ive been lifting and trying to get back into shape to tryout for a local semipro team in march. Thanks for reading this long and complictaed story, I just wanted to share and be able to give you guys updates on my progress and support. Thanks. any questions ask em.