For those of you uninitiated, my football journey began in the summer of 1993 in the western suburbs of Chicago playing 6th-grade football as a 3rd grader.
Dear reader, this writer spent most of his youth as the biggest kid in the class, so much so that the first year he played football, it was against kids 3-4 years older because of his size.
I don’t remember much except that our starting quarterback’s name was Shiloh and if I remember correctly, he played at Northern Illinois (he could’ve just attended, and also, we could’ve just gone to a game as a team.