Alright, alright, let’s talk about this fella, Wyatt Teller. Heard his name a bunch, so I figured I’d spill the beans on what I know, or what I heard anyways. Don’t expect no fancy words from me, I just tell it like it is.
So, who’s this Wyatt Teller fella? Well, first off, he’s a big’un. They say he’s like 6 foot 4, maybe even 6 foot 5, and weighs a ton! Like, 315 pounds, they say. That’s a whole lotta man, let me tell ya. Sounds like he could eat a whole hog by himself!
Born on November 21st, but they don’t say what year. Guess it don’t matter too much. What matters is he’s a football player, plays on that line, where all them big boys push and shove each other around. Sounds like a rough job, but I reckon someone’s gotta do it.
- Big fella, 6 foot 4 or 5, 315 pounds.
- Plays football, on the line.
- Born November 21st.
Now, this fella, he wasn’t always playing on that line, pushing and grunting. Nope, they tell me he started out on the defensive line. That means he was supposed to be chasing the other fellas, not pushing ‘em. But then, back in 2013, something changed. He saw a chance to do something different, so he did. Just like that. Can’t say I blame him, sometimes you gotta switch things up if you wanna get ahead.
They say he went to Virginia Tech, played football there. Big school, lots of fancy folks. I bet they taught him a thing or two, even if he is just pushing folks around on a field. But he’s good at it, real good, they say. They say he’s one of a kind, ain’t nobody else quite like him on that line. That means he’s special, I guess. Like my prize-winning pumpkin, ain’t another one like it in the whole county!
Whiskey-loving, they say. Now, that’s something I can understand! A man who likes his whiskey, he’s alright in my book. They say he’s 315 pounds of whiskey-loving, whatever that means. Sounds like he enjoys a good time, and that ain’t a bad thing. Work hard, play hard, that’s what I always say.
He’s got some history, this fella. His family, they’re into fighting, I hear. His daddy, he had an MMA gym. That’s that mixed-up fighting stuff, where they punch and kick and grapple on the ground. Tough folks, I tell ya. Makes sense though, Wyatt’s a tough fella himself. Gotta be tough to play that football, all that banging and crashing. I bet his daddy taught him a thing or two about being tough.
They talk about his height all the time. 6 foot 4, 6 foot 5, they can’t seem to make up their minds. But one thing’s for sure, he’s a big man. And he uses that size to his advantage on that football field. Pushing, shoving, making holes for the other fellas to run through. That’s his job, and he’s good at it. Real good.
So, what do I think of this Wyatt Teller? Well, he seems like a good, hard-working fella. A bit of a wild one, maybe, with that whiskey-loving and all. But he’s tough, and he’s dedicated. He ain’t afraid to switch things up if he needs to, and he ain’t afraid to work hard for what he wants. And that’s something I can respect. He sounds like someone you’d want on your side, whether you’re playing football or just trying to get by in this world. So good on ya, Wyatt Teller. Keep on pushing, keep on shoving, and keep on enjoying that whiskey. You earned it.
Anyways, that’s all I got on this Wyatt fella. Like I said, I just tell it like I hear it. He’s a football player, a big one, and he likes his whiskey. And that’s about the size of it.
Tags: [Wyatt Teller, Football, Offensive Lineman, Virginia Tech, NFL, Sports, Athlete, Whiskey-loving, Big Man, 315 pounds]
