When I transferred to Wisconsin in 2021, my agenda was pretty straight forward. I wanted to play a lot of football. I wanted to be seen as a great player. Then I wanted to leave for the NFL after my junior season.
I had my mind set on being one-and-done and, for the better part of that year, I believed I was in position to do that. I had just over 800 yards rushing through the first nine games and was on pace for 1,200 and eight touchdowns.
I had come to a new city, a new school with new teammates and embraced the feeling of trying to be accepted, trying to prove myself all over again and earning a starting job in the process. I thought I had checked all those boxes.
Then, as if on cue, my whole world began to move in another direction.