No one could have anticipated all that was to come, least of all the dreamer from South Dakota who drove 17 hours and slept in the bed of his pickup, waited tables at night, lifted weights by day and heeded the kicking directives of a man in a wheelchair, all for a single sniff at an NFL training camp.
He had one shot, and he knew it, to put off medical school for a few years.
He never made it to medical school, instead scripting one of the most impossible NFL stories in a generation.