Alright, so you wanna know about Robert Griffin the Third, that football fella, and his first wife, right? Okay, lemme tell ya what I know. It ain’t gonna be fancy, just plain talk, like you’re sittin’ here with me on the porch, sippin’ sweet tea.
So, this Robert guy, they call him RGIII, real fancy, huh? He played that football, the one with all the runnin’ and throwin’. Folks seemed to like him, made a big fuss over him, I reckon. Now, before all that fame and hoopla, he had a gal, a real sweetheart, they say. Name’s Rebecca. Rebecca Liddicoat, that’s her full name, if you wanna be all proper and such.
These two, they weren’t some fancy Hollywood couple meetin’ at a big party. Naw, they knew each other way back, like kids. High school sweethearts, they call ’em. Imagine that! Goin’ to school dances, maybe sharin’ a milkshake at the diner. Just regular folks, like you and me, before all the football stuff.
- They dated for a good long while, I hear.
- Not one of them quickie marriages you see on them TV shows.
Then, on July 6, 2013, they up and got hitched. Tied the knot, said their “I dos.” Big day for ’em, I bet. Wedding bells and all that. Rebecca became Robert Griffin III’s wife, the missus, you know? She stood by him, I reckon, through thick and thin, at least for a while.
Now, I ain’t gonna gossip, that ain’t my way. But things happen, you know? Life ain’t always a smooth road. Sometimes there’s bumps and potholes. And sometimes, them bumps get too big, and things just… fall apart. They ain’t together no more, that’s the long and short of it. But for a time, they were man and wife, Robert and Rebecca Griffin. Just regular folks, trying to make it work, even with all the fuss of that football life.
RGIII, he went on playin’ football, and I guess Rebecca, she went on livin’ her life too. That’s how it goes, ain’t it? Things change, people change. You just gotta keep on keepin’ on, like the old folks used to say.
I heard tell they even had a young’un together, though I ain’t sure on the details. It’s all a bit hazy, you know, like tryin’ to remember a dream. But a baby, that’s a blessin’, no matter what. Little tyke, probably runnin’ around now, growin’ like a weed.
This football fella, Robert, he seems to have moved on. I heard he’s got another wife now, and even had a baby with her, a little girl named Gia in January 2023. That’s nice, I guess. Life goes on, like I said. People find new happiness, new paths to walk. It ain’t always easy, but that’s just the way the world turns.
So, there you have it. That’s the story of Robert Griffin III and his first wife, Rebecca, as best as I can tell it. It ain’t some fancy fairy tale, just a bit of real life, with its ups and downs. Just like all of us, they had their time together, and then it was time to move on. Nothin’ more, nothin’ less.
Now, lemme get back to my tea. All this talkin’ makes a body thirsty. And you remember, what happens in a marriage, that’s between those two people. We ain’t got no right to judge or pry. We just gotta wish ’em well, and get on with our own lives.
And if you wanna know more about that football fella and his career, you go on and search for it yourself. I told you what I know about his wife, and that’s enough gossip for one day.
