On Saturday November 16th 2002, we went out for an early afternoon playoff game in Mesquite at Hanby Stadium against Sulphur Springs. Our quarterback, DFW Offensive Player of the year Bill Foran, sat out the game due to a high ankle sprain he suffered 2 weeks earlier in the district championship against Wylie. Our starting QB that afternoon was our strong safety, Rob Rain.
Behind Rob was this pudgy, doughy white 14 year old freshman. He had just moved up to the varsity roster, the first freshman to do so since Lance McIlhenny around a quarter century before.
This kid would run past me every day on the way to practice because in 9th grade, you’re told to run your ass to practice from 7th period since we don’t have time to fuck around. Because the first thing varsity players would do after 7th period was watch film, get taped up, have position meetings, etc, none of us had the need to haul ass to practice like freshmen did. When he’d pass me (or anyone else), he’d always say “excuse me, sir.” Sir? I’m 18 years old and this 14 year old is calling me “sir?” Damn.
When we got near the end of practice we always had to go to the sideline to do wind sprints for conditioning and we did them by position groups so it had the feel of a legit race. They put The Freshman with us kickers since, as Coach Randy Allen put it to him, that’s what his speed and conditioning indicated. Of course the two of us (starter Ryan Wolcott and myself) would whip his ass. He actually went over to the side to puke after Monday’s conditioning.
Anyways, cut to the 4th quarter of this first round game against Sulphur Springs. We had just scored a touchdown to go up 44-7 (or something to that effect). I was called on to execute the sky/pooch kickoff since it was against the wind.
The upback let the ball go through his arms, bounced between his legs and one of our guys recovered the muff.
On the very next play, The Freshman was put in. He didn’t throw a single pass across the line of scrimmage but still managed to conduct a touchdown drive to make it 51-7. We ended up winning 51-15.
Tonight, almost 20 years later, that very same Freshman led his team on a game winning TD drive in the Super Bowl and is very likely bound for Canton.