Saturday, November 1, 2014

6 - Should I Stay, or Should I Go?



Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you.                                                                                                                    - MATTHEW 7:7

All our fret and worry is caused by calculating without God.
                                                          - OSWALD CHAMBERS

Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever.
                                                          - HEBREWS 13:8 





   The last thing a college student athlete wants to think about is the possibility of having to transfer to a different college.  Depending upon how long you stay at your first college, there are comforts that continue to grow throughout your college experience.  There are obviously the friends that you meet in the sport you play and the classes and extracurricular activities you attend.  The overall familiarity of the campus that you walk around everyday grows with each day that passes.  Let’s not forget about the relationships that can develop between you and your coaches and peers.  For many of us, there is even a “significant other” at home or close to campus.  It is never easy to think about having to leave these comforts behind and starting all over again.
Whether or not you are faced with the decision of having to transfer to another college, you should at least know the process that is involved.  If you are a freshman, next time you’re in a team meeting, I want you to take a good look at your fellow freshman teammates that signed to play at the same college.  Over the next four to five years, those faces that you get to know so well through doubles, football seasons, spring ball, strength and conditioning programs and college classes will slowly disappear.  Some college athletes will not make it academically, others will simply quit the team, some might get arrested and put in jail, and there are those who will eventually become unhappy with their situation and transfer to another college.  It is uncommon these days to have more than 10 to 15 players left your senior year after starting out with a freshman class of around 25 players.
Deciding to transfer to another college is nothing short of a huge decision.  It is a decision that will alter the course of your life.  You’ll undoubtedly meet new friends, develop some lifelong relationships with coaches and peers along the way, either love or hate the old or new state you go to college in and maybe even meet your future spouse.  That is quite a bit to take in when thinking about making just one decision. 
My hope is to take the fear out of this decision if it is one you are faced with in college.  I want you to be fully equipped to make an educated decision about continuing your education and collegiate athletic career if you become unhappy with where you are attending.  Life is too short to be miserable during college.  After hearing my story about the transfer process, perhaps it will shed some light on your situation.  There is a lot to cover in regard to the transfer process, so get something to drink and maybe even a couple of snacks, and let’s tackle this together.


A NEW COACHING STAFF COMES TO TOWN

The 1996 season for the Wildcats ended in another dismal record of 4-7 for the second year in a row.  After the Wildcats’ first seven games of the 1996 season tallied a record of 1-6, it was announced during the week of the Georgia game that our head coach, Bill Curry, would be fired at the end of the season.  It was confusing to the players why the University did not wait until the end of the season to make their announcement but the news was used as fuel for the Wildcat players.  The next three games against Georgia, Mississippi State and Vanderbilt were hard-fought, emotional victories for our head coach.  After the Tennessee loss at the end of the season, the University was already well into the recruitment process of finding a different head coach for our football team.
There were mixed feelings among the players about the upcoming change in the overall football coaching staff, but decisions made at that level were beyond our control.  All the players could do was hope for the best.  Besides, a different coaching staff was a fresh start for all the players, and everyone would be working hard toward earning a starting position on the field for the upcoming 1997 season.  It might just prove to be the competitive spirit this team needed to turns things around in the SEC.
After several months of recruiting, the decision was made to hire a head coach named Hal Mumme from a Division II college called Valdosta State.  The head coach compiled an impressive record of 40-17-1 during the five years he spent coaching at Valdosta State, and his fun and gun offense was something that seemed to be a good fit for our highly touted sophomore quarterback, Tim Couch.  The news reached the football team that this decision had been made - not by the former Athletic Director at the University at that time, but by watching a local news station.  It seemed strange to learn about our next head coach at the same time the greater area of Lexington did.  The players were glad the search was over, and wanted to focus on preparing for the upcoming season.
When the new coaches arrived in Lexington, things started to change quickly for some players before spring ball even started.  Our starting quarterback, Billy Jack Haskins, had already transferred to a Division I AA college called the University of Rhode Island prior to the start of the second semester, due to the coaches’ intent of starting Tim Couch, regardless of the outcome of spring ball.  Multiple linebackers, including myself, were moved from the linebacker position to defensive end and other players were switched from offense to defense or vice versa.  When a team gets different coaches, you should expect to be moved around.  After the position changes, I was willing to see how spring ball went before I made any immediate decisions about what the future would hold.


PRAYING FOR A MUCH NEEDED SIGN

Regardless of how hard I tried to learn and enjoy playing defensive end for the Wildcats during our spring practices, it was just not going well.  I had been playing middle linebacker since the 4th grade and when you go from being the quarterback of the defense to a three-point stand on the defensive line, it can tend to be a difficult transition.  Spring ball came and went, and I could see myself going from starting linebacker during the upcoming 1997 season to the 3rd string defensive end.  It was not exactly what I had in mind for my redshirt junior year.  Although I was still unhappy with football, I continued to pray to my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, for guidance and stayed in Lexington for summer lifting and conditioning.
It has always been hard for me to have a bad attitude when the Lord has blessed me with so much.  Even though at that time I was a defensive end, I was very grateful that I was also a reborn Christian.  I spent a great deal of time that summer reflecting on the more important things in life like eternity in heaven, the forgiveness of my sins, and being filled with the Holy Spirit.  I wanted to be a light in this world and have other players be drawn to me, so I could share the gospel of Jesus Christ with them.  I wanted to partake in the Great Commission that Jesus talked about in the New Testament and lead others to Christ by being a fisher of men.  That summer my relationship with my personal Savior continued to grow as I prayed about my future at the University of Kentucky.
Doubles started up once again in the summer of ‘97 and after a week of the usual hustle and bustle I found myself as the 3rd string defensive end playing on the scout team against Tim Couch and the 1st team offense.  Many of the players on offense were guys that were in my freshman class four years ago.  I felt embarrassed to be playing against them on scout team.  My heart kept telling me I should be starting at middle linebacker.  After much fervent prayer to my Lord and Savior to give me a sign as to what to do, I made the decision to ask the linebacker coach/defensive coordinator why I had been moved from the linebacker position to defensive end.  The linebackers that had been moved the previous spring were never told why by the coaching staff.  You would think after spending four years of your life playing for a University, they could have at least told you individually why they decided to change your position.
It seems like only yesterday (although it has already been eight years) since my Lord and Savior gave me the sign I prayed for so earnestly that summer.  After being frustrated during doubles for almost a week, I finally went up to the linebacker coach/defensive coordinator after the completion of our second practice that day and politely asked him why my position had been changed.  I also asked him why I was never given the opportunity to compete at the middle linebacker position.  The coach simply told me that I was too slow and could not flip my hips.  I guess the good thing about the explanation that I got was that it was straight to the point; however, I wasn’t buying it one bit.  I knew from that instant that I would never again be given the chance to play middle linebacker at Kentucky.  The problem was that I knew I could do all things through Christ and really felt like I was destined for great things on the football field.  If it wasn’t meant to be at Kentucky I would just have to go somewhere else. 
Later that evening when the players were eating dinner at the cafeteria, as if I needed more of a reason to initiate the transfer process, the head coach called me over to the table he was eating at with some other coaches.  He asked me what I asked the linebacker coach/defensive coordinator as if I had done something that personally insulted him.  I told him that I was just curious why my position had changed from middle linebacker to defensive end during the spring.  That is when he repeated what the other coach had said about being too slow and not being able to flip my hips, as if I had forgotten what the other coach had told me earlier in the afternoon.  He reminded me how lucky I was to have a full scholarship and that it wasn’t guaranteed for the duration of my stay at the University of Kentucky.  He proceeded to call me a cry baby like many of the other upper classmen and said that if I didn’t want to be part of the football team that he would be happy to allow me to transfer to another school.  It was a nice little chat between me and the head coach that night; however, little did he know that he just answered my prayer.
When you pray to God for an answer, you should expect him to come through in a big way.  After all, He is the one and only Creator of the Universe.  There is not a prayer too big or too small that God can not answer.  I’m not saying that it is going to be the answer we are always looking for in life.  Jesus knows us better than anyone, which means He also knows what is best for us.  My Heavenly Father made it very clear to me that it was time to initiate the transfer process.  The sign I had prayed for that summer was signed, sealed and delivered.  After talking to my parents that night, the next day, I went up to the head coach and told him that I would like to take him up on his offer and allow me to transfer to another college.  I must say that he was a man of his word, and I really felt like it was God leading me somewhere else to do his work and play middle linebacker in the process.         


THE PATH TO WISDOM & KNOWLEDGE

There is a story in the Old Testament about King Solomon that reminds me of the most important thing I prayed for during the transfer process.  This goes far beyond praying for a sign so I knew it was time to transfer or even praying that the Lord would provide me with a college that wanted to offer me a full football scholarship.  Now after Solomon, the son of King David, was anointed the King of Israel for the second time, he was given the opportunity to ask God for anything.  The story takes shape in the second book of Chronicles where Solomon went up to the high place in Gibeon.  He was making one thousand burnt offerings to the Lord on the tabernacle of meeting throughout the day.  It says in 2 Chronicles 1:7, “On that night God appeared to Solomon, and said to him, Ask!  What shall I give you?”  Can you imagine what it must have been like for Solomon to be able to ask God for whatever his heart desired?  He could have asked for riches, power, popularity or anything else under the stars.  In 2 Chronicles 1:9, Solomon says, “Now give me wisdom and knowledge, that I may go out and come in before this people; for who can judge this great people of Yours?”  Solomon could have had anything, but he simply asked the Lord for wisdom and knowledge.  That is exactly what I was praying for during the transfer process.  I knew if I was granted that prayer, everything else would fall into place.
The reason I was so confident that things would be taken care of is because after Solomon asked for wisdom, the Lord tells him in 2 Chronicles 1:11-12, “Because this was in your heart, and you have not asked riches or wealth or honor or the life of your enemies, nor have you asked long life - but have asked wisdom and knowledge for yourself, that you may judge My people over whom I have made you King - Wisdom and knowledge are granted to you; and I will give you riches and wealth and honor, such as none of the kings have had who were before you, nor shall any after you have the like.”  You see, the Lord ended up giving Solomon all the other things anyway because of his request for wisdom and knowledge.  I’m not saying that I was looking to get rich and powerful.  I simply knew the Lord would provide for me during this time in my life and guide me along the way.     
After I decided to transfer to another college, I picked up my belonging in the UK football locker room and said goodbye to the players for the last time.  It was hard knowing that I had spent over three years with these players and developed great friendships before having to say goodbye.  They all wished me well and knew that it was something that I had to do.  I think that some of them even wanted to come with me.  I remember as I was walking out of the Nutter facility that the head coach made a comment to me that I didn’t need to be hanging around and distracting the players.  I guess it was his strange way of wishing me good luck in my future endeavors.
Prior to telling the head coach that I wanted to transfer, there was a little homework that had to be done.  As I was initially thinking about the transfer process during spring ball and into the summer, there were questions I wanted answered before I made my final decision.  I needed to know whether all my college credits were going to transfer, whether I would have to sit out of football for a year and most importantly, who was going to offer me a full scholarship this late in the season, especially after coming off of a 3rd degree MCL tear a season ago and having very little college playing experience to my credit.  It worried me that we were already going on our second week of doubles, and the 1997 season was only two weeks away.
Besides praying to God for wisdom and knowledge during this process, I had to meet him half-way and make some calls.  The first person I called was my head coach, Bob Lake, at Cloverleaf high school and talked to him about my situation.  He was going to make some calls for me to Villanova University and Boston University to see if they would be interested in a transfer linebacker this late in the summer.  He also told me that if I transferred to a Division I AA school that I could play right away and would not have to sit out for a season if I did not transfer to another Division I school. 
After calling Coach Lake, I got the phone number for Billy Jack Haskins at the University of Rhode Island to discuss the transfer process with him that he had gone through just a semester ago.  He told me about the colleges he was looking at and that the University of Rhode Island was the best fit for him.  Besides Billy Jack, they also had a running back transfer from Clemson and a linebacker from West Point.  He proceeded to tell me that all his credits transferred which was good news for me because at Kentucky, he was also in the business school.  The best news came when he told me that they might be interested in another transfer linebacker from a Division I school, and he would talk to the head coach, Floyd Keith, for me. 
I started to feel like all my questions were getting answered after talking to Billy Jack.  Later that day, I had a sit-down discussion with my mentor, Bob Bradley, and explained my situation to him.  I told him that I felt that I could obtain a quality education at another school similar to UK but what my current college could not offer was the opportunity to compete at the middle linebacker position.  He understood my situation and said he would call around and see what he could do.  With a G.P.A over 3.4 in Finance, he felt that Ivy League schools like Harvard or Yale might not be out of the question. 
You can really see the importance of developing relationships with coaches, peers and players when you consider the transfer process.  After talking to only three people, I felt very comfortable that something was going to develop according to God’s plan for me.  The same day that I packed up my belongings in the UK locker room and said my goodbyes, it was time for God to answer another prayer.  That would be providing me with another college to transfer to for my redshirt junior year.  That answered prayer came when Billy Jack Haskins called me back the day after I decided to leave the UK football program.  He said the head coach at URI was very interested in talking to me on the phone.  I want to be very clear that at this time the required written permission to transfer from UK had been obtained before I spoke to the head coach at URI.  The NCAA has very strict rules about contacting another college before written permission is obtained from your college to transfer.  After a long discussion with the URI head coach on the phone, he wanted to offer me a full scholarship.  If that is not an answered prayer in a time of need I don’t know what is.  The amazing thing is that they offered me a full scholarship without even watching any game film.  They simply took Billy Jack’s and Coach Uzelac’s word that I was a quality linebacker. 
The timing could not have been any better because they started doubles a week later than Kentucky.  After talking to another one of the URI coaches regarding my college credits, I found out that every single one of them would transfer over to URI.  That means I would not be required to retake any college classes.  The Lord more than provided for me that summer as things fell into place during the transfer process.  I verbally committed to URI over the phone and in less than a blink of an eye, I was Rhode Island bound.   


JESUS TALKS TO ME IN THE MOUNTAINS OF PA

It is amazing how fast you can pack up and move when time is of the essence.  The sooner I got out of Lexington and made my trip to Rhode Island, the sooner I could start practicing with my new teammates during doubles.  After I verbally committed to URI over the phone, it was not more than a couple of days before all my belongings were packed into a U-haul truck and I started driving towards Cleveland with my car attached to the U-haul car dolly.  My plan was to make a pit stop at my parent’s house in Cleveland to unload my furniture and other big items before driving straight to Rhode Island.  The trip to Rhode Island from Cleveland was a good 10 hours and I just wanted to take what I absolutely needed for college.
The drive to Rhode Island was exciting if you are a fan of traveling on the open road like I was during college.  My trip would take me through Kentucky, Ohio, Pennsylvania, New Jersey, New York, Connecticut and then Rhode Island.  Once I dropped off the big items at my parent’s house and returned the U-haul truck and car dolly, it was not long before I was back on the road.
During my long drive to Rhode Island, I was filled with an inner peace about my decision.  At the same time, I was excited about the opportunity to go to another college to get an education and play football.  That inner peace I was experiencing came to an abrupt stop when I reached the middle of Pennsylvania.  That is when the weight of the decision that I had made started to make me think twice about what I had done.  On the one hand, it was very exciting to be traveling to a different state I had never been to before, to start fresh with football at the linebacker position.  I would have the opportunity to take new finance classes at a different business school and make new friends all over again on and off the football field. 
On the other hand, the farthest I had been east prior to this trip was Philadelphia, during my recruiting trip to Villanova University.  Rhode Island was well east of Philly and so small that you could exit the state in any direction in about 45 minutes.  I had received a full football scholarship from the University of Rhode Island without their even watching any game film, but the fact was I had accepted the scholarship without even having seen the school.  What if the school was not all it was cracked up to be and I made a mistake?  What if playing football at Rhode Island did not work out as well?  It was amazing how fast these thoughts had rushed into my mind and really made me contemplate the decision I had made. 
Not long after I started to think these thoughts, I put my faith into practice.  I suddenly did what I wish I would do more often when life seems to get too overwhelming for us to handle.  I prayed to Jesus that everything would work out just fine.  It was a simple prayer, but I knew that one way or another, Jesus would give me an answer.  Believe it or not, it was not more than a second after I had prayed in my car, en route to Rhode Island, that a small sign nailed to one of the many trees on the side of the road seemed to appear out of nowhere.  The sign only had two words on it but they were exactly the two words I needed to hear.  The sign simply said “Trust Jesus”.  To this day, I do not believe that sign was just a coincidence.  It was much more than that.  It was not only an answered prayer, but it was the Father’s way of talking to me and letting me know that everything would work out just fine. It was then and there I knew that Jesus had a specific purpose for my transfer to Rhode Island.  I could not wait to find out just what it was He wanted me to do besides play football and get an education.


NEW LINEBACKER ON THE BLOCK

After a solid 10-hour drive through six states, I rolled into Kingston, RI, around two o’clock in the morning.  There was a football coach waiting for me under the athletic sign by a sports building called Memorial Coliseum.  Once I introduced myself to the coach, he escorted me to the dorm room I would be staying at during football doubles.  Before we even got to my room, I remember him knocking on one of the doors in the dorm, and two coaches came out in their boxers to welcome me to the University of Rhode Island.  Even though it was two o’clock in the morning, you could tell they were excited to have me at URI.  The next thing I knew I was laying on a bare mattress in a dark dorm room.  I fell asleep in the clothes that I had worn on my long trip.
The wake-up call the next morning came from one of the coaches at about 6:30 a.m., so it was not exactly a good night’s rest.  To tell you the truth, I had a hard time sleeping that night, anyway, because I was excited to start playing linebacker again.  One of the first players I saw when I went to the early breakfast that morning was Billy Jack Haskins.  It was good to see at least one familiar face.  I can remember the players asking me what position I played, and when some of the other linebackers found out I would be competing with them for playing time, you could tell that things were going to get a little competitive. 
It had been over a year since I had played linebacker due to being moved to defensive end during the prior spring so there was a little rust that needed to be sanded.  I must say that not having to get into a 3-point stance was definitely welcomed with open arms.  The Rhode Island Rams had already been in doubles for a week once I arrived, so I needed to grasp the understanding of how the defense operated in a relatively short time.  There was another week of doubles to go and then a week of practice before the Maine Bears came to Meade Stadium.
The Rams already had three starting linebackers when I arrived but they were willing to move one outside linebacker to defensive end so I could fill that spot.  There was definitely some uneasiness about what had happened with that player’s position, considering he was a senior and had played outside linebacker the previous three seasons.  I could definitely relate to his situation seeing how I had come from a program that did something similar to me.  All in all, he was a great sport about it and was really a team player that season.  That type of sportsmanship really showed me what kind of players we had on this team.  The Rams football players were a bunch of guys who worked hard together for the common goal of winning games.  They took me into their team right away, and to this day I still keep in touch with many of the former Rams players. 


MAKING EVERY TACKLE COUNT FOR JESUS

When the Maine Bears came to town after the first week of college classes, I finally had the chance I had been waiting for my whole collegiate career.  There was a starting spot for me at outside linebacker, and I was going to make the most of my opportunity.  The middle linebacker position at the beginning of the season was being filled by a senior player considered to have a legitimate shot at the NFL after the season was over, so I had to be patient for my turn as the quarterback of the defense.  The other thing I had to be patient about was waiting a year to get to wear number 40 on the field again.  This number was currently taken by a senior defensive lineman who had one of the coolest last names I have ever heard on the football field.  When you hear the last name Konasavage you tend to think of somebody ferocious and violent.  Many football players like to keep the same jersey number throughout their high school and collegiate career.  The reason I think this is so important is because it is like a source of identity.  When you hear “Number 40 on the tackle” over the speaker phones in stadiums season after season, it just doesn’t have the same ring to it when they say “Number 46 on the tackle.”  The closest thing I could get to number 40 was number 46, so I went with it. 
The first game against the Maine Bears started out with an explosive effort from our quarterback Billy Jack Haskins and the URI offense as we went into halftime leading 14-10.  The second half was a different story as the Bears held our offense scoreless and scored 20 unanswered points to win 30-14.  As if losing the season opener wasn’t bad enough, our all-conference defensive end, Frank Ferrara, broke his leg on the second play of the game and would end up missing the rest of the season.  This was my official college day debut as a starting linebacker, and even though we lost that day, I posted 8 tackles.
There is something special when you have Jesus in your life and you get the opportunity to play football or any other high school or collegiate sport.  Regardless of what position you play or what your stats are at the end of the game, you have the opportunity to do it all for the Lord and give him all the glory and honor.  Before each game I played as a Rhode Island Ram, beneath my shoulder pads was a shirt I wore that said “I will not be denied”.  This shirt was a reminder of what I had been through to get to start at the linebacker position and how I had persevered through my early college years.  In addition, as I taped my wrists with athletic tape for extra support, I would write Philippians 4:13 on one taped wrist and on the other it would say “The Lord is with me; I fear nothing.”  Philippians 4:13 has always been my favorite verse in the Bible and with the Creator of the Universe on my side, my heart and soul felt like the sky was the limit.  Jesus brought me to Rhode Island for a reason.  As I played each game that season, I would not only give Him all the glory and honor and play through the strength of the Holy Spirit, but more importantly, use this opportunity to witness to other players about a personal relationship with Jesus Christ. 
Some people might look at a linebacker and say that he is just making a tackle in a football game.  The fact is that every tackle I made during my collegiate career was for the one and only Jesus Christ.  This was done out of reverence for His sacrifice on the cross so that not only my personal sins would be forgiven and the gift of the Holy Spirit would come upon me but that when I die, I would be given the opportunity to spend eternity in heaven with Jesus.  We are saved by grace and nothing else.  There is nothing we can do to earn our way into heaven.  There are some who believe baptism seals your soul with Christ but it really is just a proclamation of your faith to other believers.  All Jesus requires is that we surrender our lives to Him and have faith.  He lived the perfect life for you and me and that deserves our whole heart and not just part of it.
  
 
WHAT HAPPENED TO THE SPARK?

During the beginning of every new football season, teams around the country play the first couple games hoping to establish continuity with their offense, defense and special teams.  The first couple of games are so crucial because if you can ignite a spark on your team then it has a chance to turn into a fire and before you know it you’re burning up the opponents on the scoreboard.  There was no reason for the Rams not to be a quality football team with a transfer quarterback from Kentucky, a transfer running back from Clemson and a transfer linebacker from Kentucky.  The fact is that when you play football, the team is only as strong as the weakest link.  If ten players are taking care of their responsibility on the field and one fails to accomplish this, then you end up having something like a quarterback sack or the opposing quarterback burns your defensive back for a touchdown.  The Rams just did not seem to work as a team on the field in 1997.  One main reason was that we were decimated by injuries.  The other reason was that we just could not finish games.
Although we won our second game of the season against Jerry Azumah and the New Hampshire Wildcats 35-21, we lost the next two games of the season against Northeastern 13-41 and Massachusetts 14-18.  In the Massachusetts game alone we lost our starting quarterback, Billy Jack Haskins, to a separated shoulder, our second string quarterback to an ankle sprain, and one of our starting linebackers.  The team was falling apart with a record of 1-3 and when Hostra came to town and won 28-21 we were faced with a record of 1-4.  We were desperate for a victory to try to gain some momentum as we were about to approach the second half of the season.  We headed to Boston University with a focused determination to accept nothing less than a victory and in the last minutes of the game our junior placekicker booted a 29-yard field goal to edge us past the Terriers by a score of 20-17.
A record of 2-4 was not pretty with only five games left but it was much better than being 1-5.  If we could only put together back-to-back wins, maybe we could create that spark we had been looking for and ignite it into a flame.  The wind must have really been blowing, figuratively speaking, the last five games of the season because we did not win one game.  Losses to Brown, Connecticut, Villanova, Richmond and James Madison in triple overtime resulted in a dismal season record of 2-9 under head coach Floyd Keith. 
There were four close games that season that were lost by eight or fewer points.  If we had won those, we could have finished a respectable 6-5.  It was simply a season that was not meant to be.  There were some positives that came out of the 1997 Rams football season.  I finished the season with 132 tackles, which led not only the team in tackles, but also the Atlantic 10 conference.  During the middle of the season, I was moved from outside linebacker to middle linebacker and really found myself a home there.  The middle linebacker who was there prior to me was moved to defensive end where he posted an impressive 10 quarterback sacks that season.
My first season at URI was about laying a foundation to build on for the upcoming 1998 season.  That year I was chosen as Second-Team All-Atlantic 10 Conference linebacker and honored as the team‘s outstanding defensive back by the URI coaching staff at the annual Football Banquet.  It was something that I was very proud of, considering we finished with a record of 2-9 and I had just transferred from another University less than five months ago.  The presence of the Lord was with me, and I felt like things were going according to His plan.  I had developed myself into a leader for the football team and was positioning myself to start finding out about the salvation of the players I shared the field with.  
That season showed me that I was being acknowledged as a legitimate threat at the middle linebacker position - an acknowledgement I had worked hard for since high school.  The best part about it was that I gave all the glory to God and did not hide it from anyone.  At the end of the season, our defensive coordinator left the team and once again, I had another linebacker coach and defensive coordinator.  It was not even my fifth year in the college football world and already I had six different position coaches and five different defensive coordinators.  The difference this time was that I had someone who shared my passion for the game, and he was a coach who respected his players.


RHODY ROOMMATES NOT EASILY FORGOTTEN

Prior to the start of my first season at Rhode Island, plans had to be made for my living arrangements during doubles.  There were basically two options that I had for the upcoming fall semester.  The first option was to live on campus in a dorm room which did not seem very appealing, considering I was going on my fourth year in college.  The second option at the time seemed too good to pass up.  Three other football players were looking for another roommate to live with them in a rented out beach house that was not more than a couple blocks from Scarborough beach.  Living off campus during the fall and spring semester for full scholarship football players meant that a generous stipend of approximately $1,600 would be given to each off campus player per semester for rent, utilities and food.
After getting the opportunity to see the beach house, I decided to take the players up on their offer.  Our beach house was so close to the ocean you could hear the waves crashing on the shore from the two-story deck on the back of the house.  We were about a 20-minute drive from campus, so once I got to the University, I pretty much stayed there the whole day for classes and football practice.  Little did I know what I would be confronted with at the beach house that fall semester.
If there was a contest for who could pick the worst roommates that semester, I am pretty sure that I would have been awarded first place three times.  There seemed to be little harm living with three football players, but what did I know?  The fact was that I was living with a compulsive gambler, who would constantly borrow money from his friends, a compulsive stealer, who would steal from everyone but his roommates, and a chronic marijuana smoker, who frequently invited players and friends over to smoke pot in the basement of the beach house.  This was not exactly the kind of environment a Christian would like to find himself living in during college. 
How can you take a situation like this and find the positive?  The answer is quite simple when you look at it through the eyes of Jesus.  I had been given the opportunity to witness to these three players not only through my words but also through my actions.  It reminded me of the story in the New Testament when Jesus was sitting down at a table in a house with His disciples, Matthew the Tax Collector and many other tax collectors and sinners.  In Matthew 9:11 it says, “And when the Pharisees saw it, they said to His disciples, “Why does your Teacher eat with tax collectors and sinners?”.  Now Jesus had heard what they said to the disciples and He was more than prepared to answer their question for them.  Jesus says to the Pharisees in Matthew 9:12-13, “Those who are well have no need of a physician, but those who are sick.  But go and learn what this means: ‘I desire mercy and not sacrifice.’  For I did not come to call the righteous, but sinners, to repentance.”
The Lord blessed me with a golden opportunity to witness to players who did not know Christ.  Was it easy when they were throwing parties at the beach house with six kegs of beer, fights breaking out and cops having to come over to break up the parties, due to the neighbors complaining?  Of course, not.  I was surrounded by temptation at every turn, but the most important thing was that I had Jesus on my side.  I knew that Jesus would not give me more than I could handle, although at times, I felt overwhelmed by my living arrangements.  Regardless of the environment you find yourself in, you have to take a stand for what you believe in.  Don’t sell out and give in to peer pressure just because everyone else is doing it.  If you can pass that test, that is when you start molding yourself into a leader, instead of just another follower. 
There are two things severely affected by peer pressure that I am extremely proud to have avoided in college.  The first is that I have never been intoxicated and the second is that I have never been in a fight.  That is kind of an oxymoron thing to say when it is coming from a football player.  Many people would think the opposite, and many football players live up to that public image to give them reason to believe it is true.  When you go against the norm, you start to really surprise yourself and find what you are made of.
That fall semester at the beach house was a time that I learned a great deal about myself.  There were quite a few times that I had to say “No” and there were other times that I felt like I was connecting on a spiritual level with my roommates.  They respected my belief in Christ and that semester I tried to be a shining light full of optimism amid a disappointing football season.  The most memorable moment that semester was not on the football field but in my bedroom at the beach house.  It was there that I led our defensive end to come to know the Lord in a personal relationship.  Answering God’s call was fulfilling me in ways that I thought were not possible.  I just wanted to make the most of every opportunity He gave me.
After the fall semester, it was time to say goodbye to those three roommates.  I made the decision to move on campus into a dorm room for the spring semester.  We learned a lot about each other living in that beach house.  The most important lesson I learned is that God can use us in any situation to spread the news about His Son, Jesus Christ.  You just have to keep your eyes open and be willing to meet Him halfway.                       
                                                    
 DISCUSSION QUESTIONS

1) Have you ever had a coaching change in the sport you play?  If so, how did you handle the transition?
2) When you pray to God, do your requests take into consideration that He knows what is best for you?  Do you have an example to share of praying with His will in mind?
3) How can personally applying 2 Chronicles 1:9 significantly impact your prayer life and relationship with God?
4) If you have considered transferring to a different school, have you earnestly prayed to God for direction and guidance?  Does meditating on Proverbs 3:5-6 give you a comfort and peace about your future?
5) Do you believe in prayers being answered by God?  Would you consider the result of my prayer in the middle of Pennsylvania an answer from God or a coincidence?  Is there an example of an answered prayer you would like to share?
6) Is there a special pre-game routine you go through to remind you of who you are playing for?  For example, is there a special shirt you wear or do you write a favorite Bible verse on your taped wrists?
7) Whether you are making a tackle, catching a pass or hitting a ball, as you play your sport, do you give God all the glory and honor and play through the strength of the Holy Spirit?  Have you thought about how this can speak volumes to your teammates about your personal relationship with Christ?
8) Would you agree that being baptized is a proclamation of your faith to other believers and does not affect your salvation?  How does Ephesians 2:8-9 support that being baptized does not affect your salvation?

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