After spending the last two years on a senior-heavy team, I've learned that it doesn't matter how much time you play or if you score touchdowns in games. The work that was put into being a better athlete and teammate was all that mattered. The underclassmen would be the guys that took the blows in practice, suffered the injuries, and questioned whether it was worth it all. I once was that underclassmen that didn't know why I was putting myself through all the pain and stress just to not even be rewarded directly. As the seasons progressed, and the team record improved, I began to realize that the pain I had endured was for the team's sake. Whether you have the skill to be a D1 prospect or not, it's what's underneath the helmet and pads that'll get you where you want to be. As my senior year gets underway, I still carry the values I learned as an underclassman. My peers will expect me to excel, but I expect. myself to flourish.