Finally, it is here. Today is our son's signing day, when he publicly signs his letter of intent to play football for Lafayette College in Pennsylvania. In one form or another, we have been working our way toward this day for the past decade or so, when that sweet little seven-year-old boy pulled on a helmet and shoulder pads for the first time and got injected with a serious case of football fever and dragged the rest of us along with him. For every football parent, aside from perhaps making an NFL squad, college signing day is the mountaintop, the gold at the end of a very long rainbow across which we have been slogging our way for years, through bad coaches, hot summer two-a-days, last-second losses, last-minute victories, difficult (expensive) injuries, nagging pains, triumphant seasons, fabulous feats. And most difficult of all, the college football recruiting process. I have a close friend who went through it all the year before we did his very large and accomplished son is now playing at William and Mary and while he accurately conveyed the ins and outs, ups and downs, of the process, I still wasn't prepared for it to be sohard. Strange as it may sound, I told Denene that not until I went through this college recruiting process with Mazi did I fully appreciate what it was like to be a woman. Please let me explain.

While it has some exhilarating moments, the college football recruiting process puts the kid and his family in a remarkably passive and vulnerable position. You are like the shy girl waiting for somebody to ask her to the prom, the eager young lady who had a promising first date but can't understand why the guy has stopped calling. Unless your kid has been widely hailed as the greatest gift to football since Peyton Manning or Reggie Bush, in which case he can assume a bit of control over which suitors come calling, he's likely to suffer many days of anxiety and disappointment. What we found is that we got a lot of calls from schools that didn't interest us, but not enough from the schools that we coveted. I started becoming expert at things which I had never in my life given a passing thought like college graduation rates, red-shirt policies, academic indexes, academic bands, official visits, the college clearinghouse, the differences between Division 1 and 1AA, between Division 2 and Division 3. Unless you have your own budding high school star at home, you don't need to give any of these terms another thought, but suffice to say that I can now teach a graduate-level seminar.

The most difficult part of the process for me was watching the effect it had on Mazi. It turned my normally laid-back, confident child into a nervous wreck. The moment he hit the house for the past two months, his first question was: Anybody call? If I shook my head, his would fall, just a little. You could see it eating him up.

During the season, every time he stepped on the field under the glare of those beaming Friday night lights, in the back of his mind and sometimes in the front of his mind he knew that not only his athletic but his academic future could be determined by one bad play. He knew that even if there weren't college coaches in the stands during a game (and he never knew if there were), it didn't really matter because the coaches, by the magic of videotape, eventually would be assessing his performance on every play of every game. They were watching to see if he took off any plays during the game like when he saw from his defensive lineman position that the ball was being run to the opposite side of the field, did he still try to fight through the block and pursue the ballcarrier from behind, or did he just give it a half-hearted effort and wait for the next play to do damage. And he couldn't rest in practice either because he knew his own coaches were watching his movements at all times, and eventually the college coaches would be having serious heart-to-hearts with the high school coaches, who would tell the players over and over that they would never damage their reputations by lying about a player.

And perhaps most importantly for these players, even though far too many of them acted like they didn't realize this, the performance in the classroom turned out to be even more important than the performance on the field. Mazi knew that on any given day, an especially bad performance on a test could kill his GPA and render 10 years of football performance essentially moot. As I write this, I am saddened by the status of several of his friends, great football players who didn't take care of business in the classroom and are watching their phones remain silent as their bad grades scare away college coaches. Mazi's 3.62 GPA, class rank of 38 out of 540, and 1930 SAT scores made him a very attractive recruit and started luring inquiries from some great schools. Penn, Yale, Dartmouth, Columbia, Brown, Carnegie Mellon, Furman, Samford, Western Carolina, Stanford, The Citadel, Rhodes, University of Richmond, Lafayette Mazi fielded phone calls and school visits from coaches at all of these schools and at least a dozen more. We had coaches doing Powerpoint presentations in our living room. Our heads were all spinning. The attention was overwhelming, confusing, exciting. Mazi and I had many long, perplexed conversations, trying to make sense of it all.

We haven't heard from Penn in two weeks what does that mean?

Yale hasn't invited us up for an official visit is that bad?

Lafayette hasn't returned our last two phone calls does that mean they're no longer interested?

Finally, when the season had ended his high school team, the South Gwinnett Comets, finished the year at 10-2 and made it to the second round of the brutally competitive Georgia division 8AAAAA playoffs and the dust had settled, we found ourselves on the campus of Lafayette College in Easton, Pennsylvania. A small, prestigious liberal arts college, Lafayette seemed to have the ideal combination of academics and football. The football team won the Patriot League Champ
ionship three of the last six years; and the annual Lafayette-Lehigh game, which has been played since 1884, was picked by ESPN as the eighth best football rivalry in the country Sports Illustrated wrote that seeing it is something you have to do once in your life. Mazi was thrilled by the school's science and engineering programs, which every year send undergraduates all around the world doing fascinating research projects. I watched his face light up as we toured the campus, the science buildings, the football facilities, the dining halls and libraries, and I knew we had found a new home.

Finally, this bruising but satisfying ordeal is over. And I already ordered a full complement of Lafayette gear for the whole family. Come fall, it will be Pennsylvania or bust for the official Mazi Chiles Cheering Section.

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  1. Congratulations to Mazi! Sounds like he's got quite a future ahead of him. 🙂

  2. Thats my boy man. I will definately be there today to see this.

  3. Congrats…I have friends who have gone through the same process…Mazi sounds like a great young man destined for much success…Also sounds like Mazi had some great parents supporting him along the way…Way to go!

  4. CONGRATS, MAZI (and Mom and Dad)! Mazi has a warm, welcoming spirit and it sounds like he has worked very hard for this reward. I pray that he excels both academically and athletically, and while this prayer becomes reality, I hereby shamelessly add myself to the metro Atlanta Mazi Chiles Cheering Section! WOOT!

    ***Oh, but are y'all prepared for all the girls who will no doubt be in the Mazi Chiles Cheer Section too??***

  5. MBB Founder and Editor Denene Millner

    @Execumama: Oh. My. I'm trying to prepare myself… we're doing A LOT of talking to make sure he stays focused and all his little "fans" know why he's in school. But you know how THAT goes… *makes sign of the cross* Pray (some more) for us, girl.

  6. Teresha@Marlie and Me

    well, aaaallllrrrriiiight! this is definitely a touchdown for your family!

  7. Ahh, the joys of recruiting. I remember being recruited for Basketball. I decided to focus solely on academics, however I remember speaking to coaches who were attempting to peak my interest by the male/female ratio of the school rather than the academic research being performed at the school (so I feel ya on the 'fans' Denene). Congrats, he will be fine. Mazi seems self motivated and that is what you need to graduate from college more than anything else.

  8. Congratulations to Mazi and to you for raising such a confident, well rounded young man. I wish him all the best in the coming years!

  9. Oh I'm so stressed out right now! But I'm so happy for Mazi and the whole Chiles clan! Congratulations Mazi!

  10. Chocolate Covered Daydreams

    What a wonderful accomplishment, Mazi!

    It is tough to excel in academics and a sport at the same time and he did it!

    I feel bad for his friends that are not hearing back from any colleges.

    So glad that he has all of your support!

  11. Mazi will be taking Lafayette by storm with his academic, athletic and charming talents. Congratulations to the Chiles family on a victorious signing day. Celebrate!

  12. Congrats! I would LOVE you to include "through bad coaches and GOOD coaches" in your article! My hubs is a coach and it seems no one notices them, unless they suck! Most likely, you have encountered your fair share of both. What a great opportunity!

  13. GYF Executive Director

    Auntie Angelou: I am so proud of Mazi! I can't believe that the little boy that pooped behind the couch (sorry Mazi) is headed to college! I never had any doubt that Mazi would excel both academically and athletically. Lafayette is lucky to have my nephew!

    Cousin Miles: Hey Mazi, I am so proud of you going to college. I overheard your scores on the SAT while you were doing your signing today. WOW! You are really smart. It's gonna be rough not having you around anymore. I wish you a great time at Lafayette.

    Cousin Cole: Hi Mazi, It is cool that you are keeping the family tradition to go to college. I hope you have awesome friends there and I'll miss you.

  14. Congrats! Congrats! Congrats! To the entire family.

  15. What a wonderful message. As I read this amazing story the tears streamed down my cheeks. Oh, how I remember all of those feelings, but most of all how proud my husband and I were on the official signing day when my son – my brown baby – signed with Lafayette to play football. Football at Lafayette was fun, exciting, etc., etc., etc. But when I look at my smart and successful brown baby, I thank GOD everyday for Lafayette. He has some great memories and a championship ring and most of all he made some amazing friehships that will last forever and has a Lafayette Alumni sticker on his car. So I say to your family enjoy the ride. !!!

    Sandra Vorpahl – Proud Mom of a Lafayette Alumni

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