Randulf Mackenbach

Randulf Mackenbach
(Wistar Rat, SF/PF)
ID# 849

Art by Pac
No. 21 – Bangor Tides
Position	Forward
Species	Wistar Rat ( Muridae )
Gender	Male
Nickname(s)
Randy Mac
Lab Rat
Snowball
Personal information
Born	(1993-07-23) July 23, 1993 Cheney, WA
Nationality	American
Listed height	6 ft 8 in (2.03 m)
Listed weight	226 lb (103 kg)
Shoots	Left
Career information
High school	James E. Ferret High School
College	Saola Memorial University
FBA draft	2015 / Round: 1 / Pick: 16th overall
Selected by the Bangor Tides
Pro playing career	2015–present
Career history
2015-present	Bangor Tides
Career highlights and awards
FBA Champion (2019) FBA All-Star (2018)
Contract information
Contract year	2020
Player Contacts
(IC) Agent	Unknown
(OOC) Creator	User:Eaite
(OOC) Actor	Eaite
(OOC) Usage	Free to use within limits

Randulf Pierce Mackenbach (Wistar Rat, born July 23, 1993), mostly referred to as Randy Mackenbach, is an American professional basketball player for the Bangor Tides of the Furry Basketball Association (FBA). Mackenbach previously played collegiately for Saola Memorial University's Basketball team. The Tides selected him sixteenth overall in the first round of the 2015 FBA Draft.

High School

Mackenbach attended James E. Ferret High School in Spokane, Washington where he played basketball as a starting Power Forward in boy's basketball. He received interest from several colleges for his basketball prowess and received scholarship offers from the likes of Capro College, California State University, Palmcaster, and Phoenix University. Randulf chose to accept an offer from Saola Memorial University at the end of his senior year of high school. Randulf graduated in the top 15% of his class.

Collegiate career

At Saola Memorial, Mackenbach joined SMU's college basketball as a bench forward in his freshman year. Despite playing only 10.8 per game, he made the most of his time on the floor scoring an average of 4.2 points per game. Mackenbach earned a starting Small Forward position with the team his sophomore year.

During his senior year, Randulf helped Saola reach the 2015 FCAA basketball tournament, but was knocked out in the first round.

Stories

Autobiography Written by Eaite © Eaite

Autobiography I was Twelve years old, but if you asked me directly you would only hear 'I'm going to be thirteen in July.' I was so excited to become a teenager back then because it was a milestone. You were no longer a little kid, you were growing up and going to Middle School. Gone were the days of playgrounds with slides and jungle gyms and the days of tarmac, ball fields and basketball hoops were here to stay. Being a teenager was also a scary time. I didn't have the luxury of going to school with any of my friends from Cheney because we moved to Spokane right before I entered middle school. There were more kids in the 6th grade at my new school than there were in the whole elementary school back in my hometown. That meant I'd have an opportunity to meet new kids and make new friends, but it also meant I'd run into those kids. The ones you look back at and pity, wondering if they turned themselves around. The ones who took some sort of pleasure or comfort in finding and exploiting the flaws in those they thought were less superior. Of course, I'm an easy target since I'm a rat. Despite great strides in species equality there's still a stigma against us. However, I have something else that sets me apart from other rats: I have no fur pigment. I'm white as a ghost, or the petals of a freshly bloomed daisy. Perhaps as white as freshly fallen snow in the Rocky Mountains. My eyes are blood red like some sort of demon, and was small in middle school, so I was picked on and called names. I didn't ask for help from anyone because I didn't want special treatment, but it still showed in my grades and my family life. My Dad saw the issues I was having at school and he could even call my teachers from his own classroom at the high school. He worked on cheering me up and helping me stand up for myself, but he did one really big thing that changed my life moving forward. One Friday my dad came home beaming from ear to ear. 'What took you so long to get home from work?' My mom asked, smiling. I think she knew the answer, but she'll always tell you it was as much a surprise to her as it was to me. 'I went into town and got something for Randy,' he said as he held up a pair of tickets. Two tickets for good seats at that night's Rapids game. It was certainly a special treat, since I usually sat and watched sports on TV with my dad. The tickets, now pinned on my wall, read: Fifth row, fourth and fifth seats in section J. The arena was dizzyingly bigger than any gymnasium I had ever been to. The ceiling felt like it was sky high and there were so many other people in the same room at the same time. I was overwhelmed with the electric atmosphere when the game started. I was so close to the action I could almost reach out and touch the players. You could see the individual beads of sweat on their brows as they travelled from one end of the court to the other creating a choreographed ballet with the ball. There was one person on that court who seemed to create that magic even more than the rest of the players. That was the season Steven Standard won FBA Rookie of the Year and that was the year my obsession started. Standard played magnificently for the Rapids, and I wanted to stand beside him some day. I tried out for the middle school basketball team the next season and somehow got chosen. I didn't grow taller until my freshman year of high school, but that made me nimble and able to out-maneuver other players. I worked hard to make the cut, and my Mom and Dad gave me the encouragement I needed. I wasn't a star athlete by any means, but my growth spurt only made me more competitive on the court. That's why I've submitted my name for the FBA Draft. I don't know why I grew taller than my parents, or why my family looks the way we do but I know it's something that won't hold me back, just like I overcame those bullies back in school. It just takes a ball, a hoop, and a curse.