Here it is!
Full Birth-Given Name :: Peter Jason McCabe
Preferred Name :: P-J
Established In :: May 8, 1993
Gender Identification ::Male
Sexual Orientation :: Heterosexual
Theme Song: I am Bruce Springsteen fan all the way from my black hair all the way to my Size 12βs. If there is one song that summarizes me and I can call my theme itβs βBorn to Run.β I go non-stop all the time on the field and that is what helps make things happen for me., and I know Iβm gonna get to this place where I really wanna go and Iβll walk in the sun.
Someone In Your Sights :: Not really right now
Boyfriend(or)Girlfriend :: Got out of a relationship about 3 months ago. (Broke up over Christmas)
Historical Background :: Pull up a seat and take a load off. Want something to drink? Thereβs some bottled water in the fridge go ahead and grab a bottle itβs okay.
Thereβs not a lot to tell really I mean you can read all about me online. Oh you donβt follow College Football? Well then thatβs different okay get comfy and Iβll give you my life story so far.
Nameβs Peter Jason McCabe, but you can all me P-J everyone else does itβs okay. Anyway I was born and raised in Pittsburgh, PA. I know youβre wondering how I got all the way out here in California. Iβll get to that in a minute. My dad works for the Pittsburgh Fire Department, heβs retiring next year after 30 years on the job, and mom was a school teacher sheβs retiring next year too. I learned early on in life the value of physical strength and education from both of them. I have an older brother whoβs a lawyer and an older sister in the FBI and a younger sister whoβs graduating High-School this year. Iβm so proud of her. Yeah I come from a pretty tight knit Irish-Catholic family.
I wanted to go to college because I saw the value of a good education and ever since I was a kid I wanted to be a doctor, but my parents could only do but so much for us in terms of paying for our education. I was pretty good at football, but I realized if I was great I could get a full-ride anywhere I wanted to go. I worked hard on the field at being the best outside linebacker I could be to get the attention of any college recruiter that saw our games. Considering we were the State Champs three years in a row when I was playing there were plenty of recruiters looking at us.
My senior year I had tons of offers to play anywhere I wanted basically. Pitt came calling of course, so did Penn State, Notre Dame, Ohio State, Miami, Texas, and LSU. However I decided to go with Cal State University of Long Beach, because one I was tired of winter I wanted to be some place warm. More importantly I was promised a chance to start as a Freshman, and starting at outside linebacker especially I couldnβt say no to that. The others said I might get a chance to start my junior year and I couldnβt wait that long so here I am in sunny California.
You see I love playing, but itβs not all that I am. Football is a means to an end for me. I want to be a doctor, and I figure if I get drafted into the NFL I can play 6 or 7 years and walk away with enough money to get into med-school free and clear. It looks like itβs working out too because according to ESPN and all the draft web-sites they got me going anywhere from top 10 to top 20 either way Iβm going in the first round. Now before you go thinking Iβm just doing all this football for me well youβre wrong. Truth be known my agent and I have already set something up with real-estate agent in Florida that a half of my signing bonus, and contributions from my older sibs, is going to build a house for my mom and dad in Pensacola, FL. Theyβve worked so hard for us kids and to do the best they can now itβs our turn to take care of them. My younger sister Iβm covering her college education with another part of my signing bonus.
State/Country of Origin :: Born and raised in Pittsburgh, PA.
Contents of Suitcase ::
4 tank tops & 4 T-Shirts
4 pairs of shorts, 2 pairs of Jeans, 2 Pairs of Sweatpants
6 Pairs of Socks & 8 pairs of underwear
1 Jacket
1 Pairs of Tennis Shoes
1 Pair of Hiking boots
1 Pair of Sandals
Basic Toiletries (Which includes sun-block)
A notebook with pens
A Swiss Army Knife
Contents of Carry-On Bag ::
Kindle Fire & Charger
3 Bottles of water
Trail Mix
The latest Richard Castle novel βDeadly Heatβ
I Pod & Charger
Sunglasses
Baseball cap
Description of Persona :: Look Iβll be the first to admit my size and what I do isnβt exactly warm and fuzzy to say the least, but I do everything I can to put people at ease. I crack a joke, smile, strike up a conversation I donβt want people to look at me and think Iβm a dumb jock, or that Iβll rip their head off if they look at me. My parents raised me to be a gentleman first and foremost and to put the needs of others before my own, so I donβt use my size and skills on the field to bully others. When Iβm on the field I play hard and play to win, but when the game is over Iβll be the first to shake hands with you for a good game. I like being with my friends and not just other players. I like being part of the science club, and I even enjoy singing in the choir at St. Matthewβs on Sunday mornings. Hey just because I live in another city doesnβt mean I stopped practicing my faith. I donβt think Iβm perfect though I like to have a few brews now and again, the day we beat Bama I had a hangover for 2 days, and I have indulged in certain pleasures that my Priest and my parents wouldnβt be thrilled with. All that being said I try to do more things right than wrong.
Descriptive Appearance :: I got my straight black hair from my father and my blue eyes from my mother. Of course to play outside linebacker you gotta have size and speed so being 6β4β and weighing in at 220 makes me an ideal person for that role. I got a sizable scar on my left hand from when we were playing Hanover my junior year. Some D-Lineman took a cheap shot at our QB dove right at his knees twice and the refs never called it, so one thing led to another and there was full blown riot on the field by midway through the second quarter. I went after that clown and got him on the ground. I didnβt even wait to get his helmet off I tried punching him through his face mask. Got him good and tore up my left hand, but the bright side I only missed three plays.
Accessories :: I wear my high-school ring because it reminds me of where I came from, and it was a gift from my grandmother. She bought it for me just before she died. I also wear a diamond stud in my left ear. My father got it for me grudgingly. He told me if we won our third in row I could get a earring with the rest of our linebacking corps. My father big tough firefighter paid for his son to get his ear pierced. Heβd never admit but I swear I thought I saw him smile in the mirror because of what the earring meant.
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