I said it before the draft and I'll say it again, draft day was surreal. Knowing that you've done basically all you could do to get yourself in position to be one of the top players drafted to the NSFL is almost too much to put into words, especially for someone who is not known for speaking. The draft definitely had all the buildup and hype I was expecting. There were good moments, but there were also bad moments that will stick with me forever. The main thing that stood out to me was the glaring question, "Who is this Brock Weathers?".
This question isn't one I'm unfamiliar with, in fact I've been hearing it most my life. I've never been outspoken and I don't put myself in the limelight.....in fact I usually shy away from it. It's not that I'm shy or anything, it's just I like to stay to my close circle and focus on getting done what I've got to get done. That's why coming into the draft I knew not many people knew much about me. I still got a good laugh when during the later parts of the first round Roly, my former general manager in San Antonio, was really the only one putting my name out there, while the others on set for the most part were unsure about me as an individual or blissfully unaware that I even existed.
All of that is perfectly ok with me though, I’m ok with people sleeping on me. When I came to the DSFL I was a relative unknown. I wasn't a top tier prospect in college, in fact I'm pretty sure that no scout ever came to even look at me. Not only that, but I really don't remember too many teams contacting me prior to the draft. I don't blame them, I mean I showed up two days before the draft and that's hardly enough time to do any due diligence. The first round came and went and my name wasn't called. I actually wasn't watching the draft and was basically radio silent during the whole process as I was out with family, just enjoying the last bit before I started my professional grind. I knew the daft was going on that day though so as the time went on and my phone still hadn't rang, I began to get a little worried. Was I going to get drafted? Did anyone actually want me on their team? Finally my phone lit up and Roly was on the other end telling me I had been selected by San Antonio.
Once I got to San Antonio I wanted to prove to people that I was a good football player and that they shouldn't be sleeping on me. I stayed away from the NSFL and the DSFL hangout groups and events that would be organized and I decided to not hop onto their discord servers. I was all about bettering myself and worrying about football and the San Antonio Marshalls. People outside of the organization probably though....well they probably didn't give two thoughts about me going into the season. Those behind the scenes could give you a much different picture of who I am though. You see, while I wasn't all about the league and league wide stuff, I was one hundred percent about San Antonio and my teammates and our team. I was at the facility every day trying to get better and would often give input to coaches and offer advice, encouragement, and whatever else any teammate needed.
Prior to getting drafted I did have a number of teams contact me, but for the most part it didn't seem like they were really trying to get to know me. In fact, most of them told me straight up they had a generic list of questions they're asking most draftees, which that in itself was a major put off. I'm not too sure how many teams had genuine interest in me, but aside from Philadelphia, it felt like I had no genuine interactions with any team. It is what it is though and with the draft falling like it did I don't think I could have landed with a better team. Like I said, Philadelphia was the only team to show a genuine interest in me, and when a team shows that kind of genuine interest they're going to get the most from me. I honestly feel like that's how I was able to make it to where I am today, because Roly and the San Antonio family made me feel like they genuinely wanted me there and helped me whenever I needed it.
The kind of support given to me by San Antonio fueled me from the start and aided in me having a pretty successful season. I became one of the team captains on defense and was asked to help out on the defensive schemes on defense. I watched a lot more film than I had ever watched in my life, because now I wasn't only watching my own film, but I was watching film for every position on the field. Starting off in a 3-4 was definitely a bit of a change, but it helped show that I was extremely versatile as I was able to show I can handle any scheme as I picked up eight sacks, broke up a few passes, and even hauled in an interception.
Still, not knowing who was actually interested in me was an interesting experience as well. As I mentioned, Philadelphia had contacted me, but I couldn't tell one way or the other if they were actually interested in draft me. The other teams had asked me a set of generic questions. Basically I was as clueless as anybody so I was glued to the tv watching with anticipation. I was elated to see my fellow teammate and position brother, Rickey Ramero, get drafted first overall as I thought he should all along. After that I knew there were a few guys that were definitely going to go ahead of me. That was fine. Then things started getting interesting as the picks were now in the range of where I and many others thought I might go, it was just a question of where. When Ben Horne got drafted at number six, I was a little disappointed because I feel like I match up well with him....in fact I think I'm going to be the better pro player, but things didn't work out that way. Omar Wrong would get taken quickly next and then was the eighth overall pick.
Obviously we all know the end to the story about this pick and that it is the pick that was used to draft me, however, even though it ended on a happy note, I can't help but feel a stain was left on it as well. For a good portion of the time all the commentators could talk about was how Viggo Squanch had publicly stated he didn't want to go to Philadelphia and how this would be a good spot for him to have been taken and what not. Shit, I don't know, maybe I'm making a bigger deal out of the whole thing that it was, but at the time it felt like it was the "Viggo Squanch consolation pick". At the end of the day I was still selected eighth overall and that's truly all that matters and if it adds some kind of chip to my shoulder that I'll be carrying around for a bit, then so be it.
All I know is that the draft was one of the most stressful things that I have ever gone through. I suppose it would have been different had I had an inkling of where I might have been drafted beforehand, but instead I was left at home watching and waiting. I suppose it would have been more humiliating if I had been invited to the green room and had to sit back stage all day to possibly not even have my name been called. That's not to say that my journey with the San Antonio Marshalls is over though. After being drafted, I had a few talks with the Philadelphia general managers and they have made it quite clear that they would like me to stay in San Antonio and refine my skills for another season before I get pulled up to the main league. To be honest, this was exactly what I wanted as I feel like we have a great group of guys in San Antonio and just got a bit unlucky this last season. We've got some new blood coming in and I fully intend to be competing for an Ultimini title next year. As time goes on I'll probably only remember the good things about this day, being at home with my very close friends and my family by my side basking in the fact that I could officially call myself a professional football player and a member of the Philadelphia Liberty.
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This was like pulling teeth for me. I'm sorry if you don't like this, I really hate writing, especially on forced topics[/div]
This question isn't one I'm unfamiliar with, in fact I've been hearing it most my life. I've never been outspoken and I don't put myself in the limelight.....in fact I usually shy away from it. It's not that I'm shy or anything, it's just I like to stay to my close circle and focus on getting done what I've got to get done. That's why coming into the draft I knew not many people knew much about me. I still got a good laugh when during the later parts of the first round Roly, my former general manager in San Antonio, was really the only one putting my name out there, while the others on set for the most part were unsure about me as an individual or blissfully unaware that I even existed.
All of that is perfectly ok with me though, I’m ok with people sleeping on me. When I came to the DSFL I was a relative unknown. I wasn't a top tier prospect in college, in fact I'm pretty sure that no scout ever came to even look at me. Not only that, but I really don't remember too many teams contacting me prior to the draft. I don't blame them, I mean I showed up two days before the draft and that's hardly enough time to do any due diligence. The first round came and went and my name wasn't called. I actually wasn't watching the draft and was basically radio silent during the whole process as I was out with family, just enjoying the last bit before I started my professional grind. I knew the daft was going on that day though so as the time went on and my phone still hadn't rang, I began to get a little worried. Was I going to get drafted? Did anyone actually want me on their team? Finally my phone lit up and Roly was on the other end telling me I had been selected by San Antonio.
Once I got to San Antonio I wanted to prove to people that I was a good football player and that they shouldn't be sleeping on me. I stayed away from the NSFL and the DSFL hangout groups and events that would be organized and I decided to not hop onto their discord servers. I was all about bettering myself and worrying about football and the San Antonio Marshalls. People outside of the organization probably though....well they probably didn't give two thoughts about me going into the season. Those behind the scenes could give you a much different picture of who I am though. You see, while I wasn't all about the league and league wide stuff, I was one hundred percent about San Antonio and my teammates and our team. I was at the facility every day trying to get better and would often give input to coaches and offer advice, encouragement, and whatever else any teammate needed.
Prior to getting drafted I did have a number of teams contact me, but for the most part it didn't seem like they were really trying to get to know me. In fact, most of them told me straight up they had a generic list of questions they're asking most draftees, which that in itself was a major put off. I'm not too sure how many teams had genuine interest in me, but aside from Philadelphia, it felt like I had no genuine interactions with any team. It is what it is though and with the draft falling like it did I don't think I could have landed with a better team. Like I said, Philadelphia was the only team to show a genuine interest in me, and when a team shows that kind of genuine interest they're going to get the most from me. I honestly feel like that's how I was able to make it to where I am today, because Roly and the San Antonio family made me feel like they genuinely wanted me there and helped me whenever I needed it.
The kind of support given to me by San Antonio fueled me from the start and aided in me having a pretty successful season. I became one of the team captains on defense and was asked to help out on the defensive schemes on defense. I watched a lot more film than I had ever watched in my life, because now I wasn't only watching my own film, but I was watching film for every position on the field. Starting off in a 3-4 was definitely a bit of a change, but it helped show that I was extremely versatile as I was able to show I can handle any scheme as I picked up eight sacks, broke up a few passes, and even hauled in an interception.
Still, not knowing who was actually interested in me was an interesting experience as well. As I mentioned, Philadelphia had contacted me, but I couldn't tell one way or the other if they were actually interested in draft me. The other teams had asked me a set of generic questions. Basically I was as clueless as anybody so I was glued to the tv watching with anticipation. I was elated to see my fellow teammate and position brother, Rickey Ramero, get drafted first overall as I thought he should all along. After that I knew there were a few guys that were definitely going to go ahead of me. That was fine. Then things started getting interesting as the picks were now in the range of where I and many others thought I might go, it was just a question of where. When Ben Horne got drafted at number six, I was a little disappointed because I feel like I match up well with him....in fact I think I'm going to be the better pro player, but things didn't work out that way. Omar Wrong would get taken quickly next and then was the eighth overall pick.
Obviously we all know the end to the story about this pick and that it is the pick that was used to draft me, however, even though it ended on a happy note, I can't help but feel a stain was left on it as well. For a good portion of the time all the commentators could talk about was how Viggo Squanch had publicly stated he didn't want to go to Philadelphia and how this would be a good spot for him to have been taken and what not. Shit, I don't know, maybe I'm making a bigger deal out of the whole thing that it was, but at the time it felt like it was the "Viggo Squanch consolation pick". At the end of the day I was still selected eighth overall and that's truly all that matters and if it adds some kind of chip to my shoulder that I'll be carrying around for a bit, then so be it.
All I know is that the draft was one of the most stressful things that I have ever gone through. I suppose it would have been different had I had an inkling of where I might have been drafted beforehand, but instead I was left at home watching and waiting. I suppose it would have been more humiliating if I had been invited to the green room and had to sit back stage all day to possibly not even have my name been called. That's not to say that my journey with the San Antonio Marshalls is over though. After being drafted, I had a few talks with the Philadelphia general managers and they have made it quite clear that they would like me to stay in San Antonio and refine my skills for another season before I get pulled up to the main league. To be honest, this was exactly what I wanted as I feel like we have a great group of guys in San Antonio and just got a bit unlucky this last season. We've got some new blood coming in and I fully intend to be competing for an Ultimini title next year. As time goes on I'll probably only remember the good things about this day, being at home with my very close friends and my family by my side basking in the fact that I could officially call myself a professional football player and a member of the Philadelphia Liberty.
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This was like pulling teeth for me. I'm sorry if you don't like this, I really hate writing, especially on forced topics[/div]
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