Marc Trestman looked like a genius in 2013 too…. Teams have found film and can gameplan against it now. The 2013 season seemed to have been more of a case of a dominant O-Line and DeSean Jackson and the introduction of Chip Kelly’s offense. He showed that he was an average QB in 2014.
This topic was modified 7 years, 5 months ago by zn. This topic was modified 7 years, 5 months ago by wv. And Nick Foles was too reticent to tell him…. When Nick asked the kid to name his favorite player, he said, “Nick Foles!” But the kid didn’t recognize that he was having a catch with the actual Nick Foles.
He threw a football around with a kid from the Austin area. He tried at school, and even took Latin.ĭuring his senior spring-break trip to Mexico, while most everyone else spent the afternoon recovering from drinking, he jogged, because there was nothing for him to recover from. His face was a cup of Napoleon Dynamite and a tablespoon of golly-gee-willikers and a teaspoon of Gomer Pyle. His hair was oddly styled in an ersatz pageboy, curling below his ears like a drainage ditch and covering his forehead in uneven wisps, thin grime on a windshield. He dressed as if he had never seen clothes before. He was socially awkward, with a naive and goofy sense of humor. He was the kid you wanted dating your daughter, because he would have her home at 9:30 after you said 10. “Dude, come on, you’re the quarterback, go out and have some fun,” high-school teammate Matt Nader pleaded with him, fruitlessly. A hot Saturday night was getting together at his house to play video games like Call of Duty, or hanging out at Zilker Park on the shores of Lady Bird Lake. The truth was, Nick Foles was something of a nerd, a guy who hung around with a small posse of mostly non-football nerds - eggheads, kids who would go on to careers in finance and private equity and engineering. He didn’t have the requisite personality for it, anyway. He had an almost pathological aversion to drawing attention to himself, as if it was sinful. The idea of him trash-talking was unthinkable. He cannoned balls 60 yards flat-footed, and had stand-up pocket presence.
The only middle he was interested in was a football huddle, and even there, he led by the example of his toughness and arm, which gave receivers chest bruises. Nick Foles was the middle.īut Foles pawed around the edges. His girlfriend, Lauren Farmer, was a standout cheerleader and homecoming queen. He was equally gifted in basketball he’d started as a freshman. He was the quarterback of its football team, the Chaparrals, on their way to the Texas state championship game in the highest 5-A classification. In a school of remarkable achievement and affluence, Nick Foles perfectly fit the Westlake socioeconomic profile and was its BMOC. But Hager noticed something else about the middle: the one person who never wanted to be there. Maybe he was too obsessed with cool, and the middle of the Commons was, well, the middle of the Commons. He had transferred in as a junior from a small private school, and the transition hadn’t been easy. Hager was a latecomer to Westlake, which is located about 20 minutes west of downtown Austin. In the social pecking order at Westlake, the cooler you were, the more you gravitated to the middle. It was a hangout for seniors when Nick Foles was in his final year there in 2006. Within the physical layout of Westlake High School is a space referred to as the Commons, with an insignia of a W in the middle of the floor. But does he have what it takes to win us a Super Bowl at last? As the Eagles prepare for a brand-new season, quarterback Nick Foles has become the most buzzed-about athlete in town.