It was a blustery November day in 1963 when Brett James Johnson was born. The first of two strapping lads, God placed him in a natural born position of leadership by way of birth order (though his better looking younger brother is much taller, smarter and likable. Look, nobody said it's been easy). A suburban upbringing and all-American good looks set the standard for the rest of his life as he maneuvered his way through various positions of leadership - and an unmistakable obsession with both the Mormon Tabernacle Choir and Jim Rome. A lifetime lover of sports, Brett has never been one to root for Colorado teams. In fact, we have him - and a slight gambling problem - to blame for the McDaniels era, but that's another story for another time. He's a world-class swimmer and knows every word to Oklahoma (he'll sing on cue - just ask). Brett's ridden bulls and defeated wing-eating contests, and with a closet full of bow ties and sweater vests, is known around the Gold Dome, his place of employment, for his fashion sense. Never one to be well-liked, Brett is just thrilled to be part of leadership council - if for nothing else, than to finally...Finally...Have some friends.