79
OVR
29
6'5"
318 lbs
7
Archetype
“Blast-furnace methodist”
Backstory
Former nail factory foreman who got scouted while blocking a doorway during a corporate tour—team confused his refusal to move for elite run-blocking potential. Has never owned a smartphone and communicates exclusively through grunts, diesel fumes, and the occasional prophetic nod.
In the Booth
Sounds like a cement mixer mid-existential crisis, heavy rust-belt accent, speaks in exactly three-word sentences.
Catchphrases
That's a five-ton block right there
The line don't lie, friend
Known Quirks
Eats an entire rotisserie chicken before every game (bones included, no waste)
Sharpens his cleats with a bench grinder in the locker room while humming Fortnight lullabies
Team
Murkmoor Engines
Murkmoor