Conversation with a True Legend
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Conversation with a True Legend
No, folks, we're not talking about WPIAL TITAN here, or Hollywood, or even some bum like Tyler Palko. We are talking about a true legend of the gridiron, Frederick, Maryland's favorite son, Zack Mills.

Not even The U could stop the unstoppable
Zack Mills has a long and great history as a Penn State quarterback. Not only is he tied for the school record of career TD's, he also completed a lengthy career of never getting sacked. Zack Mills is a physical monster who cannot be injured or tackled. He is a tackle-busting genetic freak that has injured over 25 opposing tacklers in each of his seasons at Penn State.
I was lucky enough to run into Zack Mills while I was home over Christmas break, and I totally forgot about it, and I don't even remember why I remembered it today. The conversation between myself and The Legend was short but life changing.
Setting: gas station
Place: somewhere in Maryland
Time: after midnight
Cast: Zack Mills legend of Earth, The Maestro, DeBiceps, Justin Cimba.
The Maestro: "Hey, man. I was one of the 100,000 people that boo'd Matt Seneca for ya."
Zack Mills: "Oh, haha, thanks, man. That guy was a chud."
The Maestro: "Hey do me a favor. When you play in that all-star game, kick somebody in the chest real hard."
Zack Mills: *polite head nod, took me serious, I left it at that, we departed*
That happened for real.

Not even The U could stop the unstoppable
Zack Mills has a long and great history as a Penn State quarterback. Not only is he tied for the school record of career TD's, he also completed a lengthy career of never getting sacked. Zack Mills is a physical monster who cannot be injured or tackled. He is a tackle-busting genetic freak that has injured over 25 opposing tacklers in each of his seasons at Penn State.
I was lucky enough to run into Zack Mills while I was home over Christmas break, and I totally forgot about it, and I don't even remember why I remembered it today. The conversation between myself and The Legend was short but life changing.
Setting: gas station
Place: somewhere in Maryland
Time: after midnight
Cast: Zack Mills legend of Earth, The Maestro, DeBiceps, Justin Cimba.
The Maestro: "Hey, man. I was one of the 100,000 people that boo'd Matt Seneca for ya."
Zack Mills: "Oh, haha, thanks, man. That guy was a chud."
The Maestro: "Hey do me a favor. When you play in that all-star game, kick somebody in the chest real hard."
Zack Mills: *polite head nod, took me serious, I left it at that, we departed*
That happened for real.
Last edited by The Ancient Enemy on September 20th, 2011, 12:23 am, edited 1 time in total.
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Re: Conversation with a True Legend
Wow i can see what you mean. He was a great 5 star player for psu and no doubt he will be playing on sundays
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Re: Conversation with a True Legend
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I got to meet Heins Ward, and my dad knows Jack Hamm, but that is an impressive story. I can relate it is really neat to meet and talk to a great athelete.
I got to meet Heins Ward, and my dad knows Jack Hamm, but that is an impressive story. I can relate it is really neat to meet and talk to a great athelete.
Last edited by ridgegold1 on September 20th, 2011, 12:23 am, edited 1 time in total.
Re: Conversation with a True Legend
I met Randy Moss and Daunte Culpepper. Neener neener neener. :roll: :roll: :roll: :roll: :roll: :roll: :roll: :roll: :roll: :roll: :roll: :roll: :roll: :roll: :roll: :roll: :roll: :roll: :roll: :roll: :roll: :roll: :roll: :roll: :roll: :roll:
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