Originally Posted by
iamsmuts
I played freshman football in high school in Texas, but where the baseball team was far, far better than the football team. (A little city in the middle of Houston, just outside the loop.) I was small, hated being hit, had a helmet that was too small, and I didn't work hard. So I never saw stars. I had no business trying to play football anywhere. My fault mostly. But I was only 13 when I started. I grew 6+ inches the following year. Coach was always asking when I was going to be big like my father. It turns out never. He's 2 inches taller than me. . . .