Opinion-Editorial

Small-town kid, big-time dreams

The year was 2016. A junior in high school, I walked into the college counselor’s office for the first time, terrified of the prospect of college. The truth was, I’d never really thought about what to do with my life. When asked, the answer was always the same: “I’m going to be a professional athlete.”

Honestly, I really believed that to be true for a while. Growing up as the youngest of three boys in a house that was all about sports meant competition was everywhere. My dad played Division I college . . .

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