Old-guy college kicker has NFL dreams

The 31-year old sophomore has a boot for a leg and an accent from the gods

For the Aussie-born 29-year old real estate developer, being stuck in a mental rut and wedding planning was only the tip of the iceberg towards a brand-new life that eventually landed him in the Rocky Mountains of Colorado.

His professional soccer career had stopped kicking, his job was no longer fulfilling, he was about to turn 30 – so what’s next?

Why not play college football? A sport he knew absolutely nothing about, but James Stefanou cares not for such petty quarrels, he just wanted to kick the hell out of something.

good-day mate

Two years later, Stefanou is a 31-year-old sophomore at Colorado and the football team’s starting field-goal kicker. Nearly 9,000 miles from his home of Melbourne, Australia, Stefanou is the oldest player in FBS, although, to him, age is merely a number.

“I might be 31,” Stefanou says in a thick Australian accent, “but I’m pretty young at heart. It doesn’t feel different at all for me. I’ve always been a little like that. You can call it immature if you’d like, but I just like being one of the boys.”

Sure, this is a fun college story, I mean the Aussie kicker regularly boots 60-year field goals in practice and is about a decade older than his teammates.

But is this just a fun story for James? Or is there more to this?

For James, this is far more than just a quick trip to the states for a few pints and a few laughs. He hopes to kick in the NFL someday, and it’s not that far-fetched of an idea.

“He can absolutely kick professionally,” says Nathan Chapman of Prokick Australia, the punting and kicking academy that groomed and helped place Stefanou at Colorado. “He’s got the ability to do it, but he’s got to put runs on the board. Sports are not always a fairy tale.” “He’s got a big enough leg, and he’s accurate,” Chapman adds. “So why wouldn’t he be given a chance?”

American football has only been a part of James’ life for a few years, but he’s no novice to professional sports or kicking spherically shaped objects around a plot of green grass.

Since childhood, he’s had a passion for soccer – he grew up a fan of Manchester United and as a player earned a spot on the Australia U19 team when he was just 17. He eventually played professionally for South Melbourne FC and Heidelberg United FC as a defender.

Groin injuries hampered his play, although Stefanou kept at it through his late 20s. Throughout the stints of rehab and comebacks, however, a familiar voice was always there, hoping to steer him in another direction.

Johnny Smith, who works with Chapman at Prokick Australia, was convinced Stefanou had a future in American football. Over the years, Stefanou would stop by Prokick and dabble with the idea of switching sports.

“We have a phrase in Prokick for the older guys,” Smith says. “Ticktock. Because time is the enemy … I finally asked him: ‘Are you gonna f–king do this or not? You need to take that God-given talent and put it in the arena, in the environment that it needs to be in.'”

In October of 2016, Stefanou began training with Prokick. What stuck out initially, according to his coaches, wasn’t necessarily his natural power but how much elevation he got on his kicks—making his field goals and point-after attempts nearly impossible to block.

Eventually, “Ticktock” was receiving interest from Maryland, Houston, Hawaii and Colorado. While Hawaii was intriguing, Stefanou worried “it would’ve been too much of a holiday all the time.”

After researching Colorado through Google, Stefanou was sold on the school and the city of Boulder. In July of 2017, two weeks after Laura and he were married, the two uprooted their lives and traveled nearly 9,000 miles to their new home.

“When he first got here, you could tell he was a talented athlete,” Colorado holder Josh Goldin says. “He just kicks the crap out of the ball. The noise it makes when it comes off his foot is something different. I’ve seen him hit from 65 yards in practice. He can really boot it.”

In his first season, Stefanou converted on 17 of 22 field goals (77.3 percent), including a 53-yarder, and made all 35 of his extra points. This year, Stefanou has connected on five of his seven field goals; he’s also hit all 20 of his extra points, making him a perfect 55-of-55 for his career.

it’s good

James seems to have a solid chance at an NFL spot at some point in his future, at the very least he’ll have an incredible story to tell when it’s all said-and-done.

He’s been playing football shorter than Trump has been in office, so I’d say the sky is the limit for this destroyer of footballs.

“People continuously ask: ‘How old are you? How old are you? Should you be playing college football? It doesn’t bother me,” Stefanou says. “Come beat me then. If you’re better than me, come beat me. “If you’re good enough, you’re good enough.”
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Turns out, Jay Cutler is kinda awesome

The fact that Jay Cutler is on a cheesy reality TV show is about as perfect a life that any football fan or former Jay Cutler hater could ask for. Possibly the only topper to the actual show itself is the hysterical digital name card that appears any time Jay walks into a room.

“Jay – Kristin’s Husband”

I especially enjoyed the line where Jay’s wife, Kristin says: “I think it’s one of the weirdest things in the world to have a shrine to yourself, I know what I look like.” referring to a giant glamour shot of herself that apparently she doesn’t need hanging up on the wall – but nevermind the reality TV show that you’re a part of airing on the E! Network, cause that’s not a shrine to yourself at all, is it, Kristin?

Far be it for me to wax intellectual about “Keeping up with the Cavallari’s” or whatever the title of the show is, but go ahead and watch these clips and then try and tell me you don’t think a little better of Jay Cutler by the end of them?

His “Smokin Jay” attitude mocks everything dumb about shows like this as if he’s looking right into the camera and saying to the audience, “Hey, this is dumb – you’re dumb for watching this trash. But I don’t care, cause I’m getting paid.”

Jay Cutler deserves a job on an NFL team.

Aaron Donald finally got PAID

“Please have a seat” – Aaron Donald

The Los Angeles Rams and defensive tackle Aaron Donald have agreed to a six-year deal, the team announced.

The deal is worth $135 million, including $87 million guaranteed, a source told ESPN’s Adam Schefter.

It’s the richest defensive deal in NFL history and could keep Donald with the Rams for the next seven years, through the 2024 season.

It’s about time, Aaron Donald has been holding out for a deal worth his incredible talent level and it finally seems to have come to fruition. This hold-out is a perfect example of why all top-tier players should always hold-out for what they deserve, especially in the NFL.

The bend or break point of contention will ultimately lean towards the player (if the player is a top 5 at his position) when a team finally and inevitably realizes that they can’t replace his productivity, leadership and fan morale effects. The backlash is too large for losing a player like Aaron Donald due to non-payment, that kind of management will quickly turn your team into the Cleveland Browns….and nobody wants that.

Do you hear me Oakland!?!? Pay Khalil Mack his money or someone else will!

Zion Williamson: The future posterizer is here

He’s 6’6″, 285 lbs with a 6’10” wingspan and a bounce like a rubber bouncy ball on a trampoline. His name….Zion Williamson.

And I hate Duke.

The man-child is present and accounted for. Rim protectors beware….

Random prediction: Papa John’s Pizza is Trump’s favorite pizza

originally posted on deadspin.com…..

How was your Wednesday? It was likely better than that of Papa John’s Pizza founder John Schnatter, who resigned from just about every position he still held after it emerged that he used the n-word during a [checks notes] sensitivity training session.

According to a Forbes report, last month Papa John took part in a conference call with a marketing agency brought in to prevent Papa from shooting himself in the foot again, as he did in November when he claimed that NFL player protests were hurting his pizza sales and [checks notes again] “white supremacists praised Schnatter’s comments.” Papa soon stepped down as CEO and the NFL ended its sponsorship deal, but the damage was done.

In June’s conference call, Papa was asked “how he would distance himself from racist groups online.” (Normal question to ask a pizza man.) Papa replied by complaining that “Colonel Sanders called blacks n——-s”—no one is quite sure where he got this from—and KFC never got in trouble. He also noted, for some reason, that where he grew up people used to kill black people by dragging them behind trucks. (Normal answer from the pizza man.)

The pizza dominoes quickly started to fall:

  • Papa John stepped down from the University of Louisville’s board of trustees. He had previously resigned from the Louisville Athletics Association Board.
  • MLB indefinitely suspended its “Papa Slam” promotion with the company, where fans could get pizza discounts after grand slams.
  • Papa John’s Pizza shares tanked by nearly five percent on Wednesday, wiping out $96.2 million in market value and reaching a two-year low.
  • Papa John resigned as chairman of the board of Papa John’s.

On Wednesday afternoon, Papa John emailed a statement to Forbes,confirming their account of the conference call and apologizing:

“News reports attributing the use of inappropriate and hurtful language to me during a media training session regarding race are true,” he said. “Regardless of the context, I apologize. Simply stated, racism has no place in our society.”

Papa John’s links to his beloved Louisville are not completely severed, not yet. The football stadium is still named Papa John’s Cardinal Stadium, and through what ESPN calls a “complicated” arrangement, the naming-rights deal is with Papa himself and not his company. And according to the contract, if Papa John leaves Papa John’s, he can rename the building.

Lebron’s Lakers unfolded laundry-roster explained

Sorry Lebron, my dad sucks

As if Lebron signing with the west-coast Yankees wasn’t an explosion of hoops dialect enough for us all to digest, the Lakers dropped more bombs over Lebron-Land this week by signing two grumpy-cat, ball-dominant non-shooting guards in Lance Stephenson and Rajon Rondo.

Most of you will remember Lance Stephenson for moments like this:

You smell like peppermint

Indiana Pacers President of Basketball Operations, Kevin Pritchard, described Stephenson in an interesting way recent:

“Sometimes he was the best player on our team, and sometimes he was the best player on the other team,” Pritchard told reporters. “We love Lance and we wish him the best.”

The question must be posed, in this stage of Lebron’s career, why would he OK the signing of an aging vet who is capable of such bad breath, both figuratively and literally? And even more-so, why sign Rajon Rondo, an equally opinionated/shit-starter, who can’t shoot the ball outside of 10 feet, and has never met a coach he didn’t hate? I mean, the Lakers already have one inept-shooting point guard on the squad – Lonzo Ball. I envision Lebron yelling at a lot of dudes for missing open jumpers in 2018-19.

On paper, this seems contradictory to what’s worked for Lebron’s championship level teams – the blueprint has always been to surround Lebron with specialized, skilled shooters and a big man who can rebound, defend and clean up the mess on the offensive boards.

This rubric gave Lebron the space to operate and kick out to open shooters as defenses collapsed, but with this current Lakers roster – Lebron is the best option to create, finish at the rim AND shoot open three-pointers. So how can Lebron drive and kick to himself? I mean, he’s good…..but that’s next-level, NBA Jam-type cheat codes.

Thankfully, ESPN’s Brian Windhorst is here to tell us a little bit about what the hell is actually going on. According to Windhorst’s sources, all the moves the Lakers have made since signing LeBron were discussed by LeBron and team president Magic Johnson ahead of time. The best answer tot he “WTF” question, according to Windhorst, is that LeBron is tired, tired, tired.

From ESPN:

The Cavs were a team of specialists — many of them shooters — who were placed around the league’s ultimate Swiss Army knife. But at times, especially during the playoffs, it did have the feel that James was playing 1-on-5 and needing to play 48 minutes because he was the team’s only true creator and playmaker.

[…]

What Johnson pitched to James was a team stocked with tough-minded playmakers like Stephenson and Rondo who could free up James to finish in the lanes and from the post, rather than having to create the lion’s share of the offense himself. Rondo and Stephenson are also defensively versatile as their length enables them to be effective defenders in switches. That also follows with the talents of the 6-foot-6 Ball, who showed the ability to be an elite rebounder and defender for a guard in his rookie year.

At first glance, this makes some sense. If Lebron is considering the idea of taking the Jordan-later years role of scoring the ball more from the post, then I can see how letting Rajon Rondo, Lonzo Ball, Lance Stephenson, Brandon Ingram and Kyle Kuzma drive and create or cut off the ball when Lebron posts up can work. But how many of Lebron’s post-up, kick-out-for bricked open jumpers from Rondo and Ball will it take before LBJ goes full Luke Skywalker and starts dancing on some storm troopers? And how many possessions where Rondo, Ball or Stephenson literally dribble the burnt-orange off the ball for an entire shot-clock before Lebron turns full alpha-male and demands the ball?

Rajon Rondo is an incredible basketball mind, don’t get that twisted – around the NBA he is considered to have one of the highest basketball IQ’s in the game. But that knowledge and genius comes with a price of arrogance, bull-headed stubbornness and an argumentative nature. How will that sit with Lebron come crunch time? This seems like a move to keep Lebron from putting unnecessary miles on his tires throughout the regular season, but can you beat the Rockets in the playoffs with this roster? Can you beat Golden State in the playoffs?

And seriously, WHO THE HECK IS GONNA SHOOT THE BALL FROM THREE?

How do you beat the Warriors when you can’t keep up with the three-ball? Defense may win championships, but in this current NBA – great shooting ALWAYS beats great defense.