It was late fall during my 5th grade year of elementary school and my closest friend from class suggested that I try out for the basketball team with him and some of our other classmates. Now, I had shot around a couple times on a 6-foot hoop that my neighbors had nailed to their tree, but had never played in even a pick up game of basketball at that point in my life.
I remember the day like it was yesterday, I was a gangly 19 year old wandering around the University of Toledo’s campus on my second day as a transfer student at the place that I never wanted to go. Growing up in Toledo, I always wanted to get away but decided to transfer back after finding out some family news that needed me to be closer to home. I was with a guy I had just met who had coerced me to walk through to greek village against my interests because he said there would be tons of free food and ladies to meet. Soon after passing by a few fraternity houses filled with people, I came upon a table with 2 or 3 guys standing around it joined with a couple girls. A young lady explained that they were assisting a fraternity rush event for a group that had an off campus house, and that’s when I met Matt. Greeting me with his million dollar smile, we want on to chat for 45+ minutes and a bond right then was created. We hit it off immediately and the rest is nothing but fond memories.