New Jock Tales–Sophomore Year–CHpt 2

New Jock Tales—Sophomore Year—CH 2–Tainted Youth

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The commercial was probably the high light of my Sophomore year. Football had crashed as far as I was concerned. I guess it was my fault not thinking things through. Thinking anyone would go into Varsity as the starting ¼ back as a Sophomore, well—pretty stupid, huh ? It didn’t help the hurt though. I took solace in beer, weed, and the basement. I ignored my lil bro, Dustin most of the time now.

I changed my look after that first day of practice—having spent the night at ‘the spot’, and later picking up some cowboy boots, mostly ditching the jock/sk8tr

boy look. The next day I shaved the mohawk—fuck, I was the last one still sporting one. It troubled me to think of what Mark Mattox had said, that it was all about me. I certainly didn’t mean that. For me it was always the team. Or, at least that’s what I kept telling myself.

I guess the cowboy look was so typical for Texas, it went mostly unnoticed. When in the locker room I started wearing sweats a lot, since according to my friends my big dick, and hairy ass was offensive to some, cause I flashed it around all the time acting like a prick. Still wasn’t putting on a damm shirt, though—can’t watch your muscles flex if they’re covered up. I guess playing the quite type though was better than being bashed for who you were. ‘Cept this was the act—who I was was gone now, at least for a while.

I guess strictly speaking, Cameron lived up to his promise of making sure I got some game time each game—about 2 plays, lol. The funny thing was, we went undefeated that year, into the playoffs, and damm if we didn’t win the state championships again. With our top two ¼ backs out by half time, from injury, I finally got in the game towards the end of the third quarter. To make it short, I picked up three TD’s, and we won the game. In fact, despite the limited play time I got the whole season, I threw more TD’s than any of the other four ¼ backs.