My tight-end pass-catching career did not pan out like I’d hoped…It turned into hand-to-hand combat on a daily basis with men who were much bigger and stronger than me…We had weigh-ins every week, so on the mornings I had to hit the scale I would walk to my locker, put on my sweats, then walk into the training room and grab two five-pound ankle weights to strap on under my sweats. Nobody ever caught on. 232.
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