He sometimes slept in the press box at the football field, crying himself to sleep.
A life of hardship was nothing new to the senior defensive lineman. After all, he says he had witnessed his single mother take beatings from a former boyfriend. And seen her mother fall into addiction to drugs.
Places to stay were hard to come by. For a few weeks last season, he walked eight miles to a hotel after practice. But that wasn't always the best option.
Blevins told Stephen Hargis of the Chattanooga Times Free Press, he felt like a castaway, alone and burdened by troubles few his age are equipped to handle.
"Nobody really knows this, but for a couple of weeks last year I would wait for everybody else to go home and then I would go up into the press box and sleep there," Blevins told the paper, shaking his head at the memory. "I was ashamed, but I had no other place to go. I didn't want to go back to the hotel and see some of the things my mom was doing, so I would just do homework or walk the track to pass the time.
"Then I would climb the steps, curl up on the table in the press box and, I'll admit, there were a lot of nights I would just lay there and cry."
Then one day, a savior came and changed his life. Read how in Hargis' story in the Chattanooga Times Free Press.