Unprofessionally, Johnny Mac.
Here’s a little about me:
Once nicknamed “a legit walking potato” by friends—and honestly, fair.
Passing kidney stones like it’s an Olympic sport. Simone Biles could never.
The only way to get me on the football field as a kid was a Snickers bribe.
Formative childhood memory: arm stuck in a soda machine at West Point. Character-building, apparently.
Missing the OG American Idol judges on the daily. What a time to be alive.