***This story takes place after the following stories: GAME DAY, CLOSING THE STORE, and NIGHT FLIGHT. While it can be read separately, parts of it will make sense after reading the others.***
A friend of mine talked me into going to the city’s football outing. It was exactly what I thought it would be a bunch of talentless kids running around like crazy people and their parents thinking they had the next Hall of fame player.
No wonder this place was free, the coaching sucked, and the organization of everything was terrible. The only good thing about it was the field. Even the equipment was outdated.
“Seriously?” I asked as my friend’s face lit up.
“What?” he asked.
“It’s a dumpster fire!” I exclaimed by looking over everything.
“They are always looking for volunteer coaches,” he shrugged.
The thought crossed my mind when the head guy asked. I couldn’t shoot my hand up fast enough. If anything, I wanted to take everything over and start anew.
When he took us all aside and gave us the talk, I kept my mouth shut and waited until the end.