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Chapter One

Luke

“Coet your head out of your ass What kind of play was that? Just because we’re in practice doesn’t mean that you can just screw around like it doesn’t ame? You would have lost: that’s what You would have lost and e shit out oflaps, and I’ll let you knohen you’ve had enough And I better not see one daht!”

I shook rily as the players headed off in full ga their laps as instructed I slammed my playbook down on the bench and let out a deep breath I had to get these assholes to start using their brains instead of just staring at all the girls

“You know, one of thepissed every time these numbnuts fuck up a play,” Andy, oing to give yourself a heart attack at thirty-one”

“Yeah, well, ot their heads out of their asses, or out of the cheerleader’s asses I should say, theyover and sitting down on the bench

“Cut thereat season last year,” Andy said, sitting down next to me

“Head to the shohen you cross the line,” I yelled out to the players, tired of seeing their faces “Tomorrow I better see a hell of a lot more effort put into these plays”

I shookoff the field and toward the showers, his eyes fixed on the ground, not wanting to drawwhen I couldn’t seeet them to follow simple plays

“They need to re to Andy “This is a whole new year”

“Come on, they’ve been pretty hard on the this year,” Andy replied, always trying to stick up for the kids