In a letter to @NFL general managers before the draft, KC Concepcion wrote about the type of player and person he is: “By now you’ve probably heard that I stutter. Everyone has. And look, I get it. It’s a good story. I’m not mad at it. And I appreciate the love. But every time I’ve sat down for an interview that’s where we start, and that’s where we end. The stutter. The stutter. The stutter. My stutter is part of who I am, but it’s not all of who I am. So, I figured … since I’ve got the pen this time, let me tell you the more complete story. Here’s who I also am: I’m the best receiver in this draft. Period. I run crisp routes. I catch everything thrown anywhere near me. I work my tail off every practice, every drill. I get in and out of my breaks fast. And I will outwork ANYBODY you put in front of me. Off the field, the challenges I’ve faced haven’t just been about having a speech impediment. I also grew up with my dad in and out of prison. And when I was a kid, there were a lot of difficult, lean times when my family didn’t have very much. I had to grow up fast. I had responsibilities and worries most kids my age didn’t have. I’ve faced adversity my entire life, basically. I wouldn’t change any of it, though. Because all of that has built character and compassion and fearlessness within me. It’s made me into someone I’m genuinely proud to be. Someone who doesn’t quit. Ever. But you know what … let me back up here for a second. If you really want to know my full story, we have to go all the way back to elementary school. My family had moved from Rochester down to Charlotte. My dad was the one who first put a football in my hands. He’s the reason I fell in love with the game. But him being in jail meant my mom had to hold it down. For all of us. Alone. She always did her best, went above and beyond, always got us what me and my brothers needed. But sometimes we’d be struggling to make ends meet. It seemed like we always had to be cutting back, or hustling, or going without lots of things just to make sure we had a roof over our heads. Back then, even though I was little, I had to take on a lot of responsibility around the house. My younger brothers looked up to me, and so I kind of always had to be acting older than I actually was. Because I always knew they were watching. I could never really let loose and truly be a kid, you know what I mean? And then, on top of all that — I also stuttered.” playerstribu.ne/KC @KCTheKid7 | @Browns | @AggieFootball