Every young boy wants to be like his daddy growing up. I know I did and it makes me happy to know that my son wants to be like me. It tells me that I must be doing something right that he wants to be just like me.
I certainly wanted to be just like my dad—but in my hometown, being like Gary Blount was a pretty big deal. His team went to the state championship a couple of times in a row. He was a middle linebacker and fullback, and everybody said to me, ‘Are you going to be a football player like your dad?’ I always watched football with him, and it just evolved from there.
I wanted to be like my dad; I wanted to be better than him. Since I’ve made it to where I am, I guess I can finally say I'm the best ballplayer in the family—for now. I would love for that mantle to be passed down to my son, Legarrette Jr.
To have someone that is just like a smaller version of yourself and to see him grow up to be better than you—it doesn’t get any better.
While he’s only a little guy still-- man does he have game! My boy has got some skills! This past spring he earned combine MVP honors of his flag football league. I think he has it in him to be the next great wide receiver. When he’s not working out on his own or with me, he’s getting ‘mental reps’ playing Madden on his phone or Xbox. He is a kid that is passionate about the game and knows the work needed to be great. But at the end of the day, I just want him to be happy. I want him to be great at life and love what he’s doing, just like I do.
Check out some of the videos I’ve posted to social media and you can see what I am talking about.