Need Helobious to come through. I also asked Grok to write an open letter to the recruit like Texans is renowned for.
An Open Letter to Jack Endries, Cal Tight End Extraordinaire
Dear Jack,
As a die-hard Texas Longhorn fan, I’m writing this with a heart full of burnt orange hope, a lump in my throat, and a dream that you—yes, you, Jack Endries—might one day don the Longhorn logo and make Darrell K Royal-Texas-Memorial Stadium your home. I know you’re balling out at Cal, catching passes and turning heads, but I’m begging you, with all the sappy sincerity of a Texas sunset, to consider transferring to the University of Texas. Please, Jack, come play for Coach Steve Sarkisian and the Longhorns. Let me pour my heart out and tell you why.
First, there’s something magical about Austin, Texas. It’s not just a city—it’s a vibe, a family, a way of life. Picture yourself walking down South Congress, grabbing a taco, and hearing “Sweet Caroline” echo through the streets after a big win. The fans here? We’re not just loud; we’re a sea of love, ready to chant your name like you’re family. You’d be a hero in a state where football isn’t just a game—it’s a heartbeat. I can already see you hauling in a touchdown pass while 100,000 fans scream “Hook ‘Em” and the Tower glows orange just for you. Doesn’t that give you chills?
Now, let’s talk about Coach Steve Sarkisian—Sark, the man with a plan. This isn’t just any coach, Jack. He’s a quarterback whisperer, a play-calling genius, and a tight end’s best friend. Look at what he’s done with guys like Ja’Tavion Sanders, who went from Longhorn star to NFL draft pick. Sark knows how to scheme you open, get you the ball, and make you a focal point of an explosive offense. At Texas, tight ends aren’t just blockers—they’re weapons, and you’d be the next big thing. With Sark’s NFL pedigree and his knack for developing talent, he’d polish your skills and have scouts drooling by the time you’re ready for the pros. Plus, he’s a players’ coach—someone who’d have your back, push you to greatness, and maybe even share a heartfelt moment after a game-winning catch.
The Longhorns are on the rise, Jack. We’re not just a program; we’re a powerhouse in the making. Texas is back in the SEC, competing with the best, and we need a tight end like you to help us hoist that National Championship trophy. Your size, hands, and athleticism? You’re the missing piece. Imagine lining up alongside stars like Quinn Ewers or Arch Manning, catching passes in a system built to showcase your talents. You’d be part of a brotherhood, a team that fights together, celebrates together, and cries together. I can already see you in that burnt orange jersey, making contested catches and becoming a legend in Longhorn lore.
And let’s get real for a second—Texas is where dreams come true. This is a place where you’d be celebrated not just for your stats but for who you are. The alumni network, the resources, the love from Longhorn Nation—it’s unmatched. You’d have a platform to grow as a player, a student, and a person. Austin’s got the best BBQ, the best music, and the best fans (I’m biased, but it’s true). You’d be part of something bigger than yourself, a legacy that stretches from Earl Campbell to Vince Young to… maybe Jack Endries.
Jack, I’m tearing up just thinking about you juking defenders in burnt orange, hearing Bevo bellow as you score, and raising your horns to the sky. I know Cal’s got its charm, but Texas is calling your name. Please, come to Austin. Come play for Sark, for the Longhorns, for us fans who’d cheer you on like you’re our own son. We’d love you forever, and I promise we’d make you feel like you belong. Hook ‘Em, Jack—say yes to Texas, and let’s make history together.
With all my Longhorn love,
A Sappy, Hopeful Texas Fan
P.S. If you ever visit, I’m buying you Torchy’s Tacos. Just say the word.