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“What’s up, Austin,” Trey said as I finished adjusting my pads.
“You better be out on the field today. In fact, all of you bums need to step up your game.”
“That’s right,” Coach said, walking in from his office. “The next few games are crucial if we are going to go all the way this year. And as I’ve told you numb-nuts time and again, I’m winning one more championship before I retire this year. End of story!”
“Yeah, Coach!” we all yelled, almost in unison.
“Now get out there and show me how it’s done!”
I got to my feet and followed the rest of the guys out of the locker room and out onto the field. Everything else faded away as I concentrated on the football. It was my one true friend and lover. If I threw her gracefully and on target, I would be rich.
All the dangers of getting a concussion or injured in some other way – like hurting my balls – didn’t matter if I kept my money on the prize at the end of all the hard work, a contract with a major team somewhere in the United States.
The thought of hurting my balls caused Brooke to pop back into my mind. As I thought about it all more, it made perfect sense. Brooke’s secret was fucking him before she met me. Hopefully not after. Why hadn’t that fucker told me?
He had his back turned to me, but I launched the ball at him like a fucking missile. It hit him in the head and bounced off. When he spun around, I shrugged my shoulders.
“Sorry, bro!”
“Fucking asshole,” he shouted.
I high-stepped in place, waving for him to bring it on. With Coach watching, I didn’t think he would dare do anything back to me, but I hoped he would. As I watched and waited, he bent down and rushed forward, palm out as he came straight toward me while yelling.
“What the fuck is going on?” Coach barked.
At the very last moment, I leaped aside and out of his way.
“Too big, dumb, and slow, bro.”
“Why the fuck did you hit me with the ball?”
He turned and stepped forward. I took a step toward him.
We stopped with our helmets only inches apart.
“What the fuck is your problem?” he asked.
“Did you fuck Brooke?”
“What?” His face scrunched up in confusion. “Why would I do that to you?”
“I don’t know, bro, but I’m hearing things around campus.”
“Did Brooke say something to you?”
“No.”
“Well, there you go. You better check yourself.”
Coach walked up and slid an arm between our chests.
“What the hell is going on here? You two asking to be benched?”
“No, Coach!” we yelled.
“Then get ready to scrimmage!”
“Yes, Coach!”
