Hudl underwent a Pulverenti invasion earlier this year. In one month, both Erik and Scott became full-time Hudlies. Must be something in the water they drank as kids.
Scott’s the younger of the pair, but you could say he’s wise beyond his years. The guy has big plans for the sport of football – not like he’s going to suit-up in the NFL or anything, but he wants to change the rules of the gridiron. Judge for yourself whether these suggested regulations would hurt or help.
“I’m from Omaha, but I currently reside in Lincoln where I live in an apartment just one block from Hudl. Lincoln is a great city and it’s even better when you don’t have to drive anywhere. Growing up, I was pretty active in sports, but I really honed in on football when I was in second grade and realized that my soccer/baseball/basketball/track and field careers probably weren’t going to blossom into anything special. I played football until I was a senior in high school at Millard North (home to the greatest high school football program in the country). I then moved on to the University of Nebraska where I earned my degree in business administration. After a five-year stint as a student and full-time intern in Nebraska’s Media Relations department and eight months working at Texas A&M, I joined the Hudl team this March and have been helping coaches with all sorts of technical problems since.
“I am the youngest of three boys in a family that very recently expanded with another boy. My brother Erik and his wife, Shelby, welcomed their son and my second nephew, Jack Riley, to the world last Saturday. My oldest brother Matt and his wife, Lindsey, have a 2-year-old son named Kyler, who has adopted my love for the Green Bay Packers, which I’m very proud of. My parents’ names are Kim and Jim and they rock.”
If you were to write a book, what would it be about?
There’s a lot going on in my head, so there’s plenty of stuff I could write about. One thing that I do is try to come up with different rules and strategies for different sports. I think sports sometimes lack creativity in their rules, so I’ve come up with some ideas to help with that. I could definitely write an entire book on those ideas. Here are just a couple of examples:
Football: If you hit one of the uprights on a FG attempt you get 4 points.
Football: You can “save” one penalty on the other team. Put the penalty in your pocket for later in the game and apply it when it will really do some damage.
Baseball: If you hit a home run you get to hit again.
I’ve also come up with something called The Victory Pole that will revolutionize the way all sports handle games that aren’t decided in regulation. I could write a whole blog post on that so I won’t get too specific, but if you have any questions make sure to let me know at @spulverenti.
What do you consider your best attribute?
My patience with the Kansas City Royals. They haven’t made the playoffs in my lifetime, but currently only sit three games out of the Wild Card. There’s still a chance! Or there’s always next year.
How do you determine whose armrest is where in movie theaters and on airplanes?
This is such a tough and complicated question that should really be researched by some of the world’s brightest minds. I don’t go to movies very often, and when I do I make sure they aren’t going to be busy so I don’t have to sit next to anybody I don’t want to. As far as on an airplane, that’s just survival of the fittest. You have to establish your territory early and never budge from that. Or it will be lost.
What were your feelings toward babies before Jack was born? How do you feel about babies now? What kind of uncle are you?
Well, I do have a little bit of experience. Like I said above, I have a 2-year old nephew named Kyler, who is a bundle of energy. My feelings on babies haven’t really changed with Jack, though. Holding a newborn baby still scares the crap out of me, but I will do it if I’m sitting down. Being an uncle is great because once the baby starts to cry you can always hand him back to Mom or Dad.
I’ve been told I’m the cool uncle, so I’ll stick with that until I’m told otherwise.
What’s one thing the city of Lincoln could obtain to make sure you never move away?