This 6’7″, 370-Pound Eighth Grader Is Going To Dominate College Football In Like Five Years

Think of your body frame and interests in eighth grade. You were probably weighed 115 pounds soaking wet, couldn’t curl the turquoise weights, and still played with pogs and collected Beanie Babies. No shame in it bro, them shits are worth something nowadays.

Kiyaunta Goodwin’s eighth grade experience is a bit different.

The 6’7″, 370-pounder from Louisville, Kentucky has little time to play with pogs when the nation’s top colleges are salivating to get him to sign with their schools to play football. Goodwin, who graduates high school in 2022, has already received five verbal scholarship offers from schools like Georgia, Louisville, Kentucky, and Western Kentucky, Bleacher Report claims.

For perspective, this is him next to Anthony Munoz, a 6’6” Hall of Fame offensive lineman who is widely considered one of the greatest at his position of all-time. Granted, Munoz is a little older and a little slimmer, but still.

Here’s Goodwin, who wears a size 18 shoe, next to a Hot Wheels car. Oh that’s a real vehicle? NVM:

 

“He’s going to be the No. 1 tackle in the nation,” Stephen Herron Jr., a Michigan commit who competes against Goodwin in drills said. “It’s just not fair to be that big and that strong at his age.”

“If he stays healthy, he’s going to go to the NFL,” says Rondale Moore, a star wide receiver and Purdue signee in the Class of 2018, per 247Sports.

A profile of Goodwin on Bleacher Report describes his visit to Ohio State at the age of 13:

…the assistant coaches marveled at his size. It wasn’t until he pulled out a Ring Pop and began sucking on it unprompted that he revealed his true age.

Sucking down Ring Pops in between easily leg-pressing over 1,000 pounds and bench pressing 315 ain’t half bad for a kid whose only lifted weights for three months.

Yo, Kiyaunta if you need an agent, I literally have nothing going on. Hit me up on when your old enough to have a cell phone.

 

 

 

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Matt’s love of writing was born during a sixth grade assembly when it was announced that his essay titled “Why Drugs Are Bad” had taken first prize in D.A.R.E.’s grade-wide contest. The anti-drug people gave him a $50 savings bond for his brave contribution to crime-fighting, and upon the bond’s maturity 10 years later, he used it to buy his very first bag of marijuana.