A boy was teased for wearing the number 87 for 10 days – Travis Kelce found out and appeared on the school football field

Ohio boy Tyler was teased by his classmates for always wearing his number 87 jersey during gym class – “Do you think you’re Travis Kelce?” was the usual joke. A week later, during a routine gym session, the entire school was stunned when a black SUV pulled up next to the field…
The person who got out caused the whole school to explode and the end for the bullies was something no one expected

In the small town of Maplewood, Ohio, 13-year-old Tyler Evans was known for two things: his quiet demeanor and his unwavering devotion to the Kansas City Chiefs. Every gym class, he wore his number 87 jersey, emblazoned with “Kelce” across the back. It was his armor, a symbol of his hero, Travis Kelce, the Chiefs’ star tight end whose energy and resilience inspired Tyler through tough days. But to some classmates, the jersey was a target. “Do you think you’re Travis Kelce?” they’d taunt, led by a group of older boys who found sport in teasing him. Tyler would shrug, his cheeks burning, but he never stopped wearing the jersey.

Tyler’s love for Kelce ran deep. He’d watch Chiefs games with his mom, Lisa, cheering every catch and touchdown dance. At school, where he struggled to fit in, the jersey gave him confidence, even if it drew jeers. His gym teacher, Mr. Dawson, noticed the bullying but also Tyler’s quiet strength. After a particularly rough day, when the taunts left Tyler retreating to the locker room, Mr. Dawson decided to act. He’d heard about Kelce’s community outreach through a friend in Kansas City and sent a long-shot email, sharing Tyler’s story and the impact of the teasing.

A week later, during a routine gym class on a crisp May morning in 2025, the school’s soccer field buzzed with the usual chaos of middle schoolers. Tyler, in his number 87 jersey, kicked a ball halfheartedly, ignoring the familiar jabs from the bullies. Suddenly, a sleek black SUV rolled up beside the field, its tinted windows sparking curiosity. The class froze as the door opened, and out stepped Travis Kelce himself, all 6’5” of him, wearing a Chiefs cap and a grin that lit up the morning.

The school erupted. Kids screamed, teachers gaped, and Tyler stood rooted, his jaw dropped. The bullies—Jake, Ryan, and Cole—went silent, their smirks replaced by wide-eyed shock. Mr. Dawson, in on the surprise, jogged over, shaking Kelce’s hand. “Maplewood Middle, let’s give a warm welcome to Travis Kelce!” he shouted. The cheers were deafening, phones already out to capture the moment.

Kelce strode onto the field, high-fiving kids and radiating energy. He made a beeline for Tyler, who looked like he might faint. “Heard you’re my biggest fan, Tyler,” Kelce said, his voice warm. “And I’m yours.” He handed Tyler a signed football, the words “Keep Being You” scrawled across it. Tyler’s eyes welled up as he stammered, “You’re… you’re really here?” Kelce laughed, ruffling his hair. “Couldn’t miss a chance to meet the kid who rocks my jersey better than I do.”

But Kelce had more planned. He gathered the students in a circle, his presence commanding attention. “I heard some of you haven’t been so kind to Tyler,” he said, his tone serious but not harsh. He looked at Jake, Ryan, and Cole, who shifted uncomfortably. “Wearing what you love, standing tall—that takes guts. Tyler’s got that. And I think you all can learn something from him.” The crowd was silent, the bullies’ faces red. Then Kelce’s grin returned. “So, let’s play some football and figure this out together.