The Beginning of the Climb (Part 2)

I don’t know what was wrong with me, but mentally I was nowhere near myself. I really started to lose my way and I was in a dark and vulnerable place. This was the first time I looked in the mirror and had no idea who I was. With football season over and a couple months left before the end of the school year, I had some choices to make. In my heart, there was no way to shake the fact Minnesota wasn’t good for my sanity and well-being. Schemes of going to another school to play football filled my mind regularly. I channeled my energy into the gym and I also ended up getting on the track team. I stayed in shape and tried to keep my head down.

One day, I was in my dorm and my roommate/teammate Adam Mordecai told me about a junior college program starting back in Florida. This had to be the most elated I had been in months, my eyes lit up instantly and I wanted to hear every detail. He reached out to the coach and a week later he was signing his letter of intent. I knew with all the bad that happened this must have been my break, right? I emailed Coach Hill and sent him film from high school, two weeks later after communicating back and forth I was signing my letter of intent.

To hell with this school and this state, I’m leaving and never looking back. The school year ended and so did my time in Minnesota. I was back in Orlando for the summer training every other day with my trainer Trevor Hypolite. Trevor had set tight end records at the University of South Florida and had some credibility to his name. We trained any and everywhere and when August came it was time for me to ball out at Brevard Community College as part of the Brevard Titans. Silly me to think, that things would be smooth sailing here on out. I remember me and Adam loading up the car to drive an hour and a half to Brevard County to start this new journey. Little did we know this was just the beginning of the next obstacle in the road…

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