From the video files of Korrin Abernathy
Well, I suppose the best place to start is always at the beginning, so that's what I'll do.
When I first got the invitation to the Prospect Bowl in the mail a few months ago, I was beyond ecstatic. I knew I could make it in the league, but I wasn't sure any scouts were watching tiny little Marshall University. My statline my junior and senior seasons was great, and my performance and hustle got better with every passing week. My coaches believed in me, and they helped me get prepared.
In the days leading up to the Prospect Bowl, I heard from several GMs and scouts that my performance in the games would not be looked at as much as my film from college and how my attitude seemed to be, but I wasn't ready to believe them. I wanted my play in the games to reflect how my college career had gone. Even though I wanted to get 2 interceptions and 10 passes defensed a game, I knew that I was playing against the best of the best now and that my goals were unreachable. So, I made a smaller goal, more attainable. I wanted 15 tackles, 3 interceptions, and 8 passes defensed. I felt that putting up a statline along those lines, along with my stellar college tape, would be enough to help me secure a high draft spot in the DSFL and help prepare me for my NSFL career next season.
Game one, I got 3 tackles. The competition just on the Cobras defense for statistics was outrageous. Almost all of the top defensive performers in the Prospect Bowl seemed to have been on the Cobras, which was great for some individuals, but not so great for others. Game 1 was a warm up for many of us, but it also helped me realize that my teammates were absolute workhorses.
Game 2 was just crazy. An overtime affair, in which I grabbed 3 tackles and 3 passes defensed, and then possibly the most clutch interception of my entire career when I grabbed a pass at my own 40 with 3 minutes left on the clock, allowing my offense to score as time expired to win the ballgame. That moment alone made the entire experience worth it to me.
Game 3 was simple as well, 3 tackles. At this point I felt more comfortable taking calculated risks on some passes and trying to undercut them for interceptions as I had throughout college, as I had enough film to watch and enough time playing against the QBs. It didn't work right away, and it rarely did in college, but one cannot succeed if they don't take calculated risks.
Game 4 was my quietest game to date, with only 1 tackle and 1 pass defensed. I think that the QBs were getting a little wary of throwing to me at that point, but Matt Ammons having an absolute monster of a game contributed as well. No hard feelings to the guy, he blew up and was very impressive. He had a helluva game.
Game 5 I bounced back. netting 4 tackles, a pass defensed, and my second interception. Like I said earlier, taking calculated risks has its rewards. My second interception didn't really matter in the grand scheme of things, it was more of a pride thing on my part. Interceptions just define who I am, my focus as a player.
Game 6 I had nothing. No stats. No tackles, no passes defensed, no interceptions. Nothing. The QB didn't throw my way but twice, and both were drops that I still think should have counted as passes defensed, but I digress. I was starting to really leave my mark in that the opposing team was scared of me.
But now it was the playoffs. Only 4 teams, so everyone made it, but still. Everything just seemed to matter a little bit more now. More adrenaline, more action, more meaning in the games. The first playoff game I had 4 tackles and 1 pass defensed. Not stellar stats, but meaningful enough in a game where every contribution mattered. We won that game, of course.
Game 2 of the playoffs, the championship game. Pride and bragging rights on the line. Not much, but my competitiveness is higher than it ever has been before. I got 4 tackles in the game, and my East Cobras took home the trophy thanks to incredible dedication and individual effort put in by each member of my team. I am proud of all of them for accomplishing the hard-fought victory.
Now the draft is soon. I didn't think this would ever happen to me, and I'm in a bit of shock still that it's even an option. In even more shock that so many teams have talked to me and told me that they're interested in me. Where do I think I'll go in the draft? Hell, I honestly couldn't say for sure, especially since they seem so secretive in their ways, but I honestly think that I'm gonna go somewhere in the 3rd or 4th rounds. My goal is to go by the end of the 5th round at the very latest.
What will I contribute to my team? Everything. My heart, my soul, my mind, my drive, my competitiveness, and my locker room personality. Whatever team decides to draft me will be getting a player that they know they can count a rely on for years to come, as long as they don't try and screw me over. I don't at all take well to being screwed over.
And then, whenever it's time to go to the NSFL, I will be a first round pick. I will make my mark on my DSFL franchise to the point that any NSFL team who needs a corner would feel devastated to see me come off the board before their pick. I will be the corner that revolutionizes the position and brings balance to the penalty system that is so janky today. I will succeed, because I don't know how to fail.
video file turns off. Korrin's Korner will return later in the season for another dive into the thoughts of the corner.
Well, I suppose the best place to start is always at the beginning, so that's what I'll do.
When I first got the invitation to the Prospect Bowl in the mail a few months ago, I was beyond ecstatic. I knew I could make it in the league, but I wasn't sure any scouts were watching tiny little Marshall University. My statline my junior and senior seasons was great, and my performance and hustle got better with every passing week. My coaches believed in me, and they helped me get prepared.
In the days leading up to the Prospect Bowl, I heard from several GMs and scouts that my performance in the games would not be looked at as much as my film from college and how my attitude seemed to be, but I wasn't ready to believe them. I wanted my play in the games to reflect how my college career had gone. Even though I wanted to get 2 interceptions and 10 passes defensed a game, I knew that I was playing against the best of the best now and that my goals were unreachable. So, I made a smaller goal, more attainable. I wanted 15 tackles, 3 interceptions, and 8 passes defensed. I felt that putting up a statline along those lines, along with my stellar college tape, would be enough to help me secure a high draft spot in the DSFL and help prepare me for my NSFL career next season.
Game one, I got 3 tackles. The competition just on the Cobras defense for statistics was outrageous. Almost all of the top defensive performers in the Prospect Bowl seemed to have been on the Cobras, which was great for some individuals, but not so great for others. Game 1 was a warm up for many of us, but it also helped me realize that my teammates were absolute workhorses.
Game 2 was just crazy. An overtime affair, in which I grabbed 3 tackles and 3 passes defensed, and then possibly the most clutch interception of my entire career when I grabbed a pass at my own 40 with 3 minutes left on the clock, allowing my offense to score as time expired to win the ballgame. That moment alone made the entire experience worth it to me.
Game 3 was simple as well, 3 tackles. At this point I felt more comfortable taking calculated risks on some passes and trying to undercut them for interceptions as I had throughout college, as I had enough film to watch and enough time playing against the QBs. It didn't work right away, and it rarely did in college, but one cannot succeed if they don't take calculated risks.
Game 4 was my quietest game to date, with only 1 tackle and 1 pass defensed. I think that the QBs were getting a little wary of throwing to me at that point, but Matt Ammons having an absolute monster of a game contributed as well. No hard feelings to the guy, he blew up and was very impressive. He had a helluva game.
Game 5 I bounced back. netting 4 tackles, a pass defensed, and my second interception. Like I said earlier, taking calculated risks has its rewards. My second interception didn't really matter in the grand scheme of things, it was more of a pride thing on my part. Interceptions just define who I am, my focus as a player.
Game 6 I had nothing. No stats. No tackles, no passes defensed, no interceptions. Nothing. The QB didn't throw my way but twice, and both were drops that I still think should have counted as passes defensed, but I digress. I was starting to really leave my mark in that the opposing team was scared of me.
But now it was the playoffs. Only 4 teams, so everyone made it, but still. Everything just seemed to matter a little bit more now. More adrenaline, more action, more meaning in the games. The first playoff game I had 4 tackles and 1 pass defensed. Not stellar stats, but meaningful enough in a game where every contribution mattered. We won that game, of course.
Game 2 of the playoffs, the championship game. Pride and bragging rights on the line. Not much, but my competitiveness is higher than it ever has been before. I got 4 tackles in the game, and my East Cobras took home the trophy thanks to incredible dedication and individual effort put in by each member of my team. I am proud of all of them for accomplishing the hard-fought victory.
Now the draft is soon. I didn't think this would ever happen to me, and I'm in a bit of shock still that it's even an option. In even more shock that so many teams have talked to me and told me that they're interested in me. Where do I think I'll go in the draft? Hell, I honestly couldn't say for sure, especially since they seem so secretive in their ways, but I honestly think that I'm gonna go somewhere in the 3rd or 4th rounds. My goal is to go by the end of the 5th round at the very latest.
What will I contribute to my team? Everything. My heart, my soul, my mind, my drive, my competitiveness, and my locker room personality. Whatever team decides to draft me will be getting a player that they know they can count a rely on for years to come, as long as they don't try and screw me over. I don't at all take well to being screwed over.
And then, whenever it's time to go to the NSFL, I will be a first round pick. I will make my mark on my DSFL franchise to the point that any NSFL team who needs a corner would feel devastated to see me come off the board before their pick. I will be the corner that revolutionizes the position and brings balance to the penalty system that is so janky today. I will succeed, because I don't know how to fail.
video file turns off. Korrin's Korner will return later in the season for another dive into the thoughts of the corner.
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