And Haynes has no problem sharing where he first picked up that knack for the position.
“I was very excited just seeing my mom out there, on the football field, on the gridiron. It just brought excitement to the whole family,” he said.
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Aside from being a diehard New Orleans Saints fan, Annette Johnson never played football growing up – not at the playground, not at the park, not even in the backyard with family.
So while working one day at the CNN Center in downtown Atlanta, where she served as an area manager for gourmet services, she initially scoffed when she passed a recruiting flyer for the Atlanta Xplosion.
“I saw a flyer on one of their bulletin boards that said, ‘Go from dressing up every day to playing women’s full-contact football.’ I was like ‘Whoa, this is not me. I am too girly for it,’” she recalls.
Maybe so, but Johnson had plenty of toughness and athleticism as well. Along with her twin sister, Lynette, she ran track, played volleyball and was a cheerleader at West Jefferson High School in Harvey, La., outside New Orleans. At one point she thought she’d go to college to run track, but she instead decided to enlist in the Army, spurred by a desire to serve and travel the world. Johnson spent 10 years in the military, with deployments to South Korea, Okinawa and Germany, before completing her service in 2000 with the rank of staff sergeant. She stayed active by running on military base track teams.
A coworker, knowing her Army background, urged her to give the Xplosion a shot. At tryouts, the Xplosion’s head coach sarcastically noted her long nails; Johnson went to the beauty salon the next day to file them down so they could fit into football gloves.
Her cuts, more than her cuticles, won them over.
“I made the team, which shocked me. It just took off from there. I loved it,” she said.
Coaches penciled Johnson in at running back after watching her tap into her old track speed and clock a fast 40-yard dash time. She admits to some early jitters, but she quickly took to the nuances of the position.
“I told Jamal my favorite spot was the I-Formation because I know I’m going to hit that hole and I’m like, okay, I just got to make sure I go through the right gap. It was nerve-wracking, of course, but once you went through practice and once you get in game mode, it’s like all those nerves just go away,” Johnson said.
The Xplosion had been around for eight years and still bore the hallmarks of a semi-pro team: close-knit, proud, but skinflint and occasionally nomadic. They practiced three nights a week in Gwinnett County and played home games on Saturdays at Hallford Stadium in DeKalb County. Johnson bought her own cleats and helmets and paid for her own hotel rooms on road trips (the Xplosion played a fall schedule against teams as far away as Maryland, Texas and Tennessee).
Johnson did it all while holding a full-time job, studying toward her bachelor’s degree in human resources and raising her three sons, Malcolm Tyler, Jaylen and Jamal. That often meant practices and games were a family event.
“It was exciting for them to see me gearing up, to put my cleats on,” said Annette, who explained to her kids that football was an extracurricular activity for her.
“Me already being aware of football and how physical it is, her taking on the sport was surreal,” Haynes added.
Jamal said he and his older brother, Jaylen, loved coming to their mom’s games, often grabbing snacks from the concession stand before parking themselves in the bleachers. Annette’s teammates doted on them whenever they came, which always sweetened the experience. The Xplosion had success in Johnson’s two seasons, going 7-1 in both years according to the team’s somewhat apocryphal Wikipedia page. Johnson recalls scoring five or six touchdowns in her career, though statistics, if the Xplosion even kept them, were incidental – it was more about the team. Games often left her bruised and sore, but the old soldier in her brushed off any fatigue when she returned home to take care of her boys.
“She’s just a loving person overall. She’ll do anything for anybody on any given day. She’s open-hearted,” Haynes said.
Watching his mom also gave him some amusing brashness when he joined his first team as a six-year-old. Johnson laughed when Jamal confidently told his coaches he would play every position.
“He said, ‘I know how to do this.’ He had never played, but I’m assuming he was taking everything in from watching me.”
Time has sanded down some of Jamal’s memories watching his mom’s games, though he can still recall one play in vivid detail.
“She got a toss and she went around the corner. She actually broke a tackle and then she ran for probably about a good 40 or 50 yards, but when she landed she ended up breaking her thumb,” he said.
Johnson takes it a step further. “It was a sweep to the left – probably a ‘38’ or ‘34’ sweep,” she said. “Sure enough, she tackled me from behind and I went down on my thumb. I’m standing on the sideline holding it between my legs like, ‘Okay, I can do this. I can do this.’ I couldn’t do it. It was blue.”
Johnson wound up fracturing her thumb and wearing a cast for six weeks. It would be the last game she ever played for the Xplosion. Besides, she had a more practical reason for hanging up her cleats: her second season with the Xplosion overlapped with Jamal’s first season playing organized football. Jamal’s dad took him to games while she was away with the team.
“He came home, and told me ‘Mom, you missed this. You missed this.’ And I said, you know what, that will be the very last game I ever miss from you in little league. I’m going to make sure I’m there,” Johnson said.
“At that point, I just hung it up.”