The first thing every professional athlete does is sign their name. Contract, ball, jersey, kid's hat in the parking lot. The Sharpie is in their hand.
That ritual was the door in. Three years. Five athletes. One platform.
They trained their whole lives for the league. We made sure they were ready for the signature.
Year 1 made the signature a stage. Year 2 stretched it into a full rookie season — and reached back to the truth that the Sharpie has always been there. First autograph collected as a kid. First autograph signed as a pro. Same pen.
From getting my first autograph to giving my first autograph.
It's always been Sharpie.Campaign Line · Year 02
Year 3 didn't push into the future. It went back. To the father who coached him. To the hours nobody saw. To the mental and physical reps that made the #3 overall pick possible long before any camera showed up.
The boards on the wall tell their own version of the story. Year 1 was patched together — AI frames stitched with found imagery because the tech wasn't there yet. Year 2 went analog — hand-drawn frames, green motion arrows, traditional craft. By Year 3, the tools had finally caught up to the picture in my head — cinematic AI visualization, frame-accurate to the cut.
Same truth, three different scales. Each year built on the last and made room for the next.
Year 1 was a spot. Year 2 was a season. Year 3 was an origin.