Nick Piccone
We have a post on Carson Wentz coming up, but I’d be hard-pressed not to share something like this. Wentz penned an article for The Players’ Tribune and basically highlights how tough he was at the onset.
You don’t get through winters with an average temperature of 12.8° without being a certain kind of tough — the cracked-skin-dried-blood kind of tough.
That toughness comes in handy in a place like North Dakota. You see, up there, jamming your numb fingers against someone’s ice-cold helmet happens every practice. Getting decked on the cement-like dirt is just how a play ends.
And here’s the thing: I love it.
Because in North Dakota, we don’t care for flash or dazzle. That’s not our game. We don’t do things the fanciest way. We do them the right way.
Going through the draft process, you find yourself answering a lot of the same questions over and over. I get it. This is basically a very long, very public job interview. But the question that seems to come up the most is one that almost makes me laugh at this point:
Carson, coming from North Dakota, are you worried about playing against tougher competition in the NFL?
There’s this belief that I’m at some sort of disadvantage coming into the league because of where I’m from. But if you get to know me, you’ll understand that being from North Dakota isn’t a disadvantage. Not even close. In fact, having been raised in North Dakota is probably one of my greatest strengths.
Not bad. I like him. Kind of. And now the Rams will draft him or the Eagles will draft Ezekiel Elliott. The reverse Ricky Williams ordeal.
Read the rest of the piece here.