He didn’t go out for the team until his junior year; he played wide-receiver.
“It all started for me on that field,” Chesney says.
“I used to go out in my backyard and just look up at the sky and know there was something out there for me. I love sundays, because I’m usually on a really strict diet, and my trainer, Daniel, gives me Sundays to eat whatever I want—even if it’s a chocolate-covered cheeseburger.
Sometimes I get to go home to east Tennessee to see my family and everybody.
It also highlights a few small-town high school teams, including Chesney’s own former squad.
No matter how many people were out there, it all just felt like a blank sheet of paper.” So the 42-year-old entertainer, who has sold more than one million concert tickets during each of the past eight summers, decided to sit out the season—surprising his fans and Nashville, but most important, surprising himself.
It’s said that rockers want you to forget where they come from but country stars want you to remember.
This country star had to remind himself of his own roots.
Even though the breakup with Zellweger was hard, “there ain’t nothing you can do about it,” he says. Now I look back on it as just another way of getting knocked down on the football field.” And he insists it hasn’t made him marriage-shy. “I hope that’s in the cards for me one day.”, which is filled with scenes of young men bonding with one another as well as their fathers and coaches, make him want to have kids of his own—so he can be a cheering parent in the stands? And the next thing you know, everybody’s got a play-by-play of what you’re having for dinner. When I’m on tour, you’d be surprised by how disciplined I am. But when I’m off tour, that’s when those drinkin’ songs get written. The truth is he also learned to be follically challenged on that same football field. “It did bother me in college a little bit—going bald—but it doesn’t at all now.
That would make anybody uncomfortable.”As Chesney polishes off his beer, I ask him why so many of his songs are about drinking. Laughing nervously, he turns to one of his entourage. “When I was 17 or 18, I’d take my helmet off on the field, and I’d see hair in it and go, ‘Good God! What’s ironic about it is that friends of mine in their 30s and 40s are just starting to lose their hair and are freaking out.