The Josh Innes Show - Dude From "The Blind Side" Is On Life Support

Episode Date: January 27, 2026

This is a scary story. Dude woke up and couldn't feel his legs...then ends up on Life Support. It reminds me of the shit I dealt with back in 2010. Speaking of this guy, he played a fun role in the history of the Josh Innes Show.. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

All right. So I saw this story yesterday about the dude that played Michael Orr in the blindside, right? His name is Quentin Aaron is his name. All right. And the story about what happened to him is very bizarre. Let me play a couple commercials and let's get into this. Because like obviously we have a little bit of history with this guy. And I think my dad does too. Like I think my dad knows him, I think. But anyway, let's play a couple commercials and get into this. All right. So Quinton, Trenton Aaron, who played the Michael Orr character in The Blindside, is on life support. All right. The story about what happened to him, though, is pretty fucked. So earlier this week, the actor's family launched a GoFundMe, revealing he was on life support due to a severe blood infection. His manager told the Daily Mail that he is with his family and receiving excellent medical care.

According to the fundraiser, organized by the Veterans Aid Network, Aaron's hospitalization was sudden, frightening, and overwhelming for his loved ones as he fights for his life. His family is facing an immense emotional and financial burden, medical expenses, living costs, and the uncertainty of how long this road to recovery may be. It has raised 37,000 as of the morning of Tuesday, January 7th. That seems like a good idea for a go-fund me, unlike, you know, the guy who made $100,000 or whatever that, actually was a huge number. I forgot it was like a million dollars the guy made because he yelled at Trump.

You want to really think about how fucked up we are as a people. And look, you don't have to say that, you know, anybody gets, you know, you don't have to send anybody money for a GoFundMe. Of course, it's not your obligation. You're not forced into doing this. But think about the fact that a couple weeks ago here in Detroit, some guy yelled that, you know, Donald Trump protects pedophiles at one of these car plants. And people sent him over a hundred, what was it? Was it a million dollars, I think, that he got. And I forgot how much of it he actually kept.

But this guy generated over a million dollars with a go fund me because he yelled at Trump. This guy's got 37,000 and he's fighting a rare blood disorder. Now, again, I'm not saying that you have any obligation to send anybody money. It's just funny what we consider to be like, oh my God, this guy needs our help versus this. This guy yelled at the fucking president and got suspended from his job, million dollars. This guy who is seemingly fucked has generated 38,000. Expanding on her comments in an interview with Fox News, Aaron's wife said he was, quote, making significant progress daily and that there was little moments where he was moving his fingers and trying to open his eyes. Probably a good move to go on Fox News.

I feel like people that watch Fox News are more willing to donate a GoFundMe to help someone who's really in peril versus the liberal people who were just sending cash to the fucking whack job yelling at the goddamn president at the car plant. Although he seemed like he was a little lucid, he was not very responsive, she told the outlet. I did at least get a thumbs up out of him when I chatted with him, which was promising. At this point, the endotracheal tube or the breathing assistance that he has is not doing all the work, thankfully. So there's that story. So this guy, Quentin Aaron, we have a history with on the Josh Ennis show. If you'll remember one of the years we were at the Radio Row, I want to say it may have been the radio. Radio Row in Houston, which I guess would make sense.

But one of the years that Radio Row, we were doing live show, so it was with Jim, so it would have had to have been in Houston because the only time me and Jim did anything together on Radio Row would have been in Houston and I guess Minneapolis to a degree in Atlanta. But the one in Houston, that's the one where I sent Jim around to execute the bit that I always wanted to do, which was ask all the tall black guys what team they play for, what support they. play. Because anytime you're at Radio Row, that's how this ends up working, right? Like, people walk around looking for someone to interview, and it doesn't matter. As long as you are black and you look like an athlete, people will assume you're an athlete. That's why we always wanted to do the bit where we just brought a black dude that's not actually a player to Radio Row and walked around with, like, clipboards and shit, and acted like he was somebody and see how many people would want to book an interview and see if we could actually get him on any

of these shows, and it would have been fantastic. Obviously, you know, we We never executed that, but it would have been brilliant. Who knows? Maybe that could happen at some point. I don't know. But that was the bit where we sent Jim around just asking people if they are athletes. Like, hey, what team do you play for? Like that type of thing.

And he walks up to, and remember, I couldn't see him. So I feel like if I would have seen the guy, I would have gone, oh, yeah, that's Michael Orr from the blindside. But Jim just walks up to this guy, Quentin Aaron, and goes, hey, are you a football player? And he goes, no, I'm an actor. He goes, what have I seen you in? And he's like, I was in the blind side. like, holy shit, you're the guy from the blind side. And then we ended up having him on the show.

And I think my dad is friends with him. Like, at least knows him, I think. Also, it's scary as shit to like, like, oh, I have a blood infection. Like, that's kind of what happened to me, I guess. Well, mine was a traumatic brain thing with the encephalitis. But fuck, dude, when you're just totally normal and then all of a sudden, like, you lose feeling and limbs and shit, fucking scary. And that caused me to have anxiety for a long time. Because me and Ben, Wolf Boy, were sitting at Hooters watching the National Championship game.

It was, I think, the Duke and Butler Championship game. And we're at Hooters. And I'm like, I don't feel very well. I think I'm going to go home. So I went home. And I remember sitting on the toilet. Like, I went to the bathroom. And I just started losing feeling in one of my feet.

And it wouldn't come back. It wasn't like, hey, I've sat on the toilet too long. I can't feel my feet. And they're asleep. It was, I can't feel my fucking feet. And it started to weird me out. And then I started, I think the next thing happened was I started losing feeling maybe in my face or something. And I was freaked out by this.

So I got in the car, I drove to the radio station, told, I told Barry. And Barry was like, oh, he's hammered. And I'm like, no, something's really fucked up. I need to go to the hospital. And I did. And then eventually they thought I had a stroke or like a mini stroke or some shit. And eventually, now the whole night there was pretty miserable. and I fairly certainly pissed myself.

Like it was a whole bad night, and Ben stayed with me for most of the night. But, and so did Barry. But then, like, they let me out. After a day or two, they did some tests. They couldn't figure out what the fucking problem was. I got out, like, a day later, and I'm not thinking much of it.

I'm like, all right, whatever this happened, it is what it is. And then it happened again. And I forgot how many times it actually happened before they found out what I had. But I want to say it was four or five times. Because my dad and my mom, I think, came to town, at least once or twice. And it was freaky, dude, the shit happening.

And then there'd be stretches where I couldn't talk and nobody could understand what I was saying. And dude, fucked up. So, like, I feel for this guy because, like, you don't know what the issue is. And then all of a sudden, like, you can't, you know, feel anything. But, dude, that sucks, bro. Like, just shit, like, not to creep anybody out, but, like, that, and still nobody knows how I got encephalitis. Nobody has a clue.

They're like, how the fuck did you end up with encephalitis? I don't fucking know. And like, I don't know how this guy got a, a blood issue, right? It was a, or whatever this, whatever the problem is. Like, shit, bro, that shit will freak you out, man. That shit'll knock you on your ass. And he was a very sweet guy when I met him. I mean, when I talked to him on the show, I didn't actually walk up to him and meet him.

I don't think. I think Jim was the, oh, Jim, I obviously talked with him. But I didn't have a moment I don't think where I actually. met him, but dad has, I believe. But, dude, fucked up shit like that, man. One minute, you're normal. And I remember that me and Benward Hooters was totally normal. We're chug-a-lug and some beers. There's a picture. I don't know if it exists anymore because it was on my Facebook, and I deleted my Facebook before, so I lost all those pictures. But there we are, sitting at Hooters. And this is 2010, right? Early 2010 or late 2000. Oh, it's been March of 2010,

I guess. And I'm just sitting there, or April of 2010. And I'm just, you know, watching the game. I say I feel kind of weird. I'm going to go home. I go home and like just fucked up, man. Totally creepy, freaky and nobody could figure out. There was at least three times. Like there was one time I remember I had to pull over at a, at the, like I pulled over at Randalls. And I called my dad. I'm like, dad, I think this shit's happening again. I'm freaked out. He goes, well, call an ambulance. So I call an ambulance. They show up. They thought I was on drugs. Like that was their first thought is this guy's like strung out on drugs And I couldn't talk

So I was like no I'm not on drugs I have whatever and this happened again And I couldn't explain it to them I mean dude shit's fucked up So imagine you're this dude You're just walking around your house one morning You didn't feel well the previous day You start walking around your house

And you lose feeling in your legs Like fuck dude Jesus Not to bring anybody down today but Jesus Shit's fucked up bro So I've lived that life And that kind of happened to me they still don't know what happened to me in St. Louis.

I was sitting at a restaurant eating with Jillie, and I started to kind of not have feeling in certain limbs, and I was like, oh, shit, is this shit happening again? So, you know, I had to go to the hospital. I forgot if I went twice for that. And, like, and they claim it was just anxiety. Like, they looked to see if I had a stroke because, like, I couldn't talk. And, like, it was freaky.

And I was creeped the fuck out. And Jilly took me to the hospital. And, and they think, think I just had really bad anxiety, which didn't seem to make sense. Like, how could anxiety cause me to be to the point that it looks like I'm having a fucking stroke? To the point that they checked to see if I was having a stroke because something like was having some sort of anxiety attack.

It was fucked. I don't know what it was. I think maybe, like, I was really hopped up on, like, caffeine a lot at that time because I was drinking these drinks that I didn't know had that much caffeine. So maybe I was super wired on that shit. I don't know. But after that, I stopped drinking a ton of caffeine and they gave me some sort of pill. and I haven't had any issues, thankfully.

But like, fuck, dude. Like, that kind of shit will fuck your day up, man. And I thought I was going to, and the problem is when you can't talk. And then the second time I went, I was super freaked out because, like, I had really bad anxiety. I was laying in this room by myself. I was trying to communicate. I couldn't really talk. Like, bro, it was the worst.

But anyway, I feel bad for this cat because that's some scary fucking shit. Anyway, more to come.