05-22-2013, 05:19 PM
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Rookie
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2007 Meineke Car Care Bowl - Charlotte, NC
“Skinner takes a knee…and that’ll wrap it for the Demon Deacons. Final Score from the 2007 Meineke Car Care Bowl in Charlotte, NC – Wake Forest 24, U-Conn 10. Stay tuned for the post game show sponsored by Meineke Car Care…”
I leaned back in my chair and rubbed my tired, blood-shot eyes…"Well Hell," I thought out loud. "So much for that game plan." I took a deep breath and one last long look through the pressbox glass at the Wake Forest celebration below before I started gathering up mythings.
“What the hell was that, Chap?!?! Thought we were supposed to be the better team??? Better record, better players, more experience….co-champions of our conference???”
I looked over at Coach Reynolds and just shrugged my shoulders…"That’s how they go sometimes, Kid. We had things rolling, got up 10-0 there in the 2nd, and then the wheels came off… Funny thing about ole Mo, when she’s on your side everything goes great…but when she leaves and puts on a different jersey, she’s a bitch."
I liked Reynolds. Good kid. Still green, but full of piss and vinegar. Coached the hell out of our linebackers and had been in the booth with me for a couple of seasons now. I was sure that he had a bright future as a Coordinator…he didn't know it, but hopefully it was sooner than later...
“Yeah, I suppose so…but that sure as hell don’t make me feel any better! Guess the offseason had to get here sometime. See you in the office after the New Year, Chap?”
"Naw. I’m gonna do some traveling first. Be outta town for a week or so."
“Traveling? You? That don’t sound right. Where you headed?”
I chewed on my lip for a second and stared out the pressbox glass again. Not really looking at anything special…more searching for words than anything else. I knew that this conversation was going to have to take place sometime, but I sure as hell didn’t think that it was going to happen in the pressbox at Bank of America Stadium. I guess I always figured it would happen over beers, or across a desk from one another, or hell, maybe both. Either way, I don’t claim to know a lot in this life, but I know that band aids come off best all at once.
"Kid, I’m headed to Villanova."
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