Let’s start off with Jackson Dillon’s name…it’s perfect. If you see a guy at the bar with a mullet and hear his name is “Jackson Dillon,” you won’t miss a beat. The name fits flawlessly. Now, you combine that with a southern drawl? Like I said, don’t bring your girl around Jackson, because she won’t be your girl for much longer.
Now, Jackson’s storytelling should send shivers down Larry The Cable Guy’s spine. Give Jackson a comedy club anywhere in the bible belt and he is selling that bad boy out.
“First game, it’s going to look majestic. You’ll think I have a ’69 Camero in the parking lot blaring some Motley Crue.”
“This isn’t a haircut, it’s a lifestyle.”
“You gotta have a Busch Light in your hand and an American Flag.”
“Yeah, I’m going to get it sponsored by Busch LIght, Fram Oil Filters, Realtree Outdoors, and Hoyt Bows”
Jackson plays for Memphis, but I think it may be time for him to transfer over to Oklahoma State. He was put on this earth to play for Mike Gundy: