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Erik
Renninger
I’m Erik Renninger, a photographer and filmmaker with a passion for capturing the essence of every moment.
Whether it’s the raw energy of a live event, the elegance of a fashion shoot, or the emotion behind a cinematic story, I bring a dynamic and creative approach to every project. My work isn’t just about taking photos or filming scenes—it’s about crafting compelling narratives that leave a lasting impact.
In addition to my personal creative endeavors, I founded The Cover Network, a digital marketing company dedicated to providing comprehensive content solutions tailored to each client’s unique needs. With over 30 years of experience in sales, marketing, and digital content, I understand the critical role effective communication plays in driving business success.
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The 1st 15 for the readers...
There are nights that hit harder than any opponent—the ones where the lights feel too bright and something in your gut whispers that everything you’ve trained for is balancing on a razor. That was Kurt Keller’s night. Midseason. A match against the number-one kid in the country. The kind you don’t get twice. Keller had spent the season cutting himself down to compete, living on discipline, hunger, and sacrifice most people never see. Pressure didn’t slow him—it lit him up. Lineman—older teammate, real mentor—challenged him daily, pushing him to refine and trust the sequence he’d hit on everyone.
For a moment, it unfolded perfectly. The fake caught, the rise opened, the duck-under snapped clean. Keller grabbed the opposite elbow and launched the fireman’s full-send—leg hooked, timing dead-on. Then one inch too far, one slight overcommit, one breath late. The top-ranked kid rolled him through before anyone reacted. Bang. Pinned. Just like that. Keller stayed in the corner, fire boiling under his skin. Not sadness—rage. He’d never felt failure hit so fast. Months of grinding, starving, drilling, believing… gone in seconds.
His coach came over, crouched beside him, and said quietly, “Kurt… you’re a collegiate wrestler. Nobody can ever take that from you.” It was the only thing that kept the walls from collapsing. When Keller got home, she didn’t ask. She saw the storm in his face—anger, disappointment, disbelief—and pulled him in until his breathing leveled out.
As he stepped out of the van that night, Lineman was waiting. Hands in his pockets, steady as ever. “Come Monday,” he said. “I want to show you something.” Keller figured it was another brutal workout—they’d pushed cars in parking lots for fun; this sounded the same. It wasn’t. Monday wasn’t wrestling drills. It was rugby. The captain watched him for two minutes, gave him a nickname, and threw him into practice. Keller’s first collision dropped their All-American eight-man so hard the ball popped loose. A Marine-corps coach waved him over and said, “Kid,you`ll be just fine here.” That was the moment Kurt Keller’s 1st 15 began....& a coach forever changed his life....
Nov 19
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