“If you feel fear, plunge ahead. If you feel incompetent, remember past successes. If you feel insignificant, remember your goals. If you persist long enough, you will win.” – Anonymous
I’ve been asked by several people, both in and outside of football, something to the effect of – “So, Bryan, how’d you get into football?” I thought it would be worth taking the time to respond to those questions. It’s a long story, honestly, full of ups and downs. I’ll do my best to keep it as short as possible.
I was born and raised near Brownstown, Indiana. Home is a brick house surrounded by cornfields. My parents are retired school teachers and my brother is a recent graduate from Eastern Kentucky with a degree in wildlife management. I have never played football. I graduated from high school and attended Franklin College. While at Franklin, I was a journalism major and reporter. I covered state politics for awhile (I even interviewed Mitch Daniels once). Throughout all of this, my eye was on a career in football. I sent my work to several NFL and college people; I asked for their thoughts and advice. They affirmed my calling, said that I have what it takes, and suggested getting involved with the program at Franklin.
In January of 2010, my journey really began. I started evaluating recruits for Mike Leonard’s program. I watched film and wrote scouting reports, much like what you see on this blog. I quickly impressed the coaches there and made an impression with my work, but also my work ethic and determination to do whatever it took to succeed. I took all of my classes in the morning between 8-11 a.m.; by 11:15, I was in the football office, where I stayed all day. I actually had my own desk next to the recruiting coordinator, Steve Rock. Again, film and reports, constantly, as well as setting up drills during practice. I stayed at the office until 7 – sometimes later – and went back up to my dorm room and studied until my eyes couldn’t stay open any longer. I also advance scouted all of our opponents on Saturdays and attended high school games on Friday nights (not much sleep between the two). I was unpaid, like any other student assistant. All I wanted was the experience.
Throughout this time, I started to apply for jobs and internships. I came excruciatingly close two times. The first was during my junior year; I was a finalist for a training camp internship with an NFL team. As it turns out, that was the year of the NFL lockout, and they couldn’t hire me or anyone for that matter. The second time came after graduation with a separate pro team. They promised to call back.
I haven’t heard from them yet. Huge bummer.
So, no job prospects at graduation. I decided to go to Ball State on a wing and a prayer. We knew some of the people who were on BSU’s staff at the time. I met them before graduation and got accepted into their online graduate program for physical education. The staff couldn’t pay me; I would be working for free. So on a really hot day in August of 2012, I moved up to Muncie in a cheap apartment and started working for zero dollars.
At the time, Pete Lembo was the head coach and I worked with the recruiting staff. I quickly impressed them. It didn’t take long. Within a month, I was on the payroll – enough to cover rent and groceries. We had a great year when I was there – we went to the bowl game in St. Pete. After the season, I needed to make a little more money. I went on campus during snowstorms looking for a job because I really needed the money.
At one point, I wound up at Ball Memorial Hospital with mono and seizure activity in my brain due to physical exhaustion. I was there for three days. That was probably the low point. I finally did wind up with an extra job on campus in the teacher’s office. Only one problem – after two weeks, they couldn’t give me enough hours.
That led to the grounds crew. For three months, I did a lot of dirty work. Throughout that summer, I mowed grass all over the Ball State campus, 40 hours per week, and went to the football office at night to watch film. And throughout that time, starting in January, I happened to be dating a young woman named Ruth Divine, who I met online. She lived in Indianapolis; that meant several late-night commutes on I-69 to see her on the weekends.
My first real break came that August. I signed on with NP as a part-time scouting assistant. I moved to Indy to be closer to Ruth. I work with several people on the NP staff, mostly looking at southeast-area players.
I started this blog and Twitter account last summer, just to see what it would be like. I probably devote an hour or two each day into Tweeting and evaluating prospects; I wish I could do more, but between all of my duties, it’s all I have time for. To be honest, I’ve been blown away at the receptivity of it. I have received tons of positive feedback from players, coaches, and parents saying that they value my opinion. Today I have almost 1,200 followers on Twitter. All of my work here and on my Twitter page is for free and not connected with my work for NP. I travel to games on my own dime. I do this because I enjoy getting to know you all, hearing your stories, and watching you succeed.
That has been the story ever since. I married Ruth – a.k.a Mrs. INFootballScout – on the beach on July 26, 2014. Since moving to Indy, I’ve also had several wacky jobs, as most people in football have at some point during their careers – I’ve been a landscaper, a janitor at a church, and a courier. I continue to apply for full-time positions in NFL, college personnel, and recruiting (including teams and recruiting media). Currently, I work an early-morning part-time job and do all of my football work in the afternoons, evenings, and Saturdays.
I’m still waiting on a full-time opportunity. Meanwhile, I continue to work with some great people at NP. Football is my passion. I try to take one day and one game at a time. I work very hard, stay humble, and strive to learn and grow every day.
Work wins.
BA