He was a star in his hometown.
Small Tennessee town bordering Mississippi had never seen anything like Chevron Taylor.
Defensive Lineman of the year, every year of his high School career.
All American.
Most recruited High School senior class of 2006.
LSU is sending the most to the pros.
Virginia Tech and Wisconsin have the best defense.
Tours several schools.
Decides on Arkansas.
College football is a different level of the game.
Finds out he wasn’t the only one who hauled pulpwood, and hay.
These guys know how to move people too.
Works harder.
Eats a lot more.
Works out.
He is determined to be a professional football player. Has a few Sparks of brilliance in his college career.
Doesn’t hear his name.
He’s not on TV.
He’s a late seventh round draft pick.
NFL is yet another level.
Career lasts mere days.
Tries other teams.
No takers.
The NFL team he’d signed to loses 8 members of it’s practice squad to a freak plane crash.
Expects a call.
Nothing.
Refuses to return to Tennessee broke and broken.
Does some bouncing.
Even more bouncing around.
Hollywood California.
New York City.
Two years after college gets another chance to play football.
The $38,000 they’re paying him is less than his forklift operator job and bouncing net him.
Doesn’t matter, he’s playing football again.
Shreds Offensive lines, with the power of a Rhino.
Racks up 6 sacks through 3 games.
It feels good.
Like home.
Starts hearing his name.
Sure the crowds are not so much a crowd as a group, but those 1200 or so know his name.
Life is good.
Team building exercise.
Ice Skating.
Over eager teammate hurts both of them.
Depression sets in.
26 years old.
No clue what to do next.
Here’s a bunch of his teammates were infected with HIV by a new cheerleader.
He’d made a point of sleeping with as many of her squad mates as he had been able.
Metal rod in his leg means zero chance of playing Ball again.
Also gets him put off flight 583, most deadly airline crash in recent history.
Plane crashed into a new Mall’s Grand opening.
The event was being hosted by the NFL's Defensive Lineman of the year.
Feels unlucky.
Doesn’t see the essence of the plan.
Do you honestly believe everything happens for a reason? If you do, what makes you believe so? Just a curious. 😁❤
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