See You on the Other Side
“Longest day ever, right?” Devin Wade says to his best friend Colt Cruise as he watches Julia and the camera crew form the reality television show The Longshot pack up their equipment to head back to Austin.
“Yeah, it was, man. But I’m happy for you. Miami won’t know what hit ‘em.”
After a painstaking wait, the Miami Dolphins drafted Devin with the nineteenth pick in the seventh round of the NFL Draft. Head coach Adam Gase along with Dan Marino called him right before the pick was announced and asked if he wanted to be a Dolphin. Unfortunately, Colt didn’t get to hear his name called on Draft day as they were hoping.
“I know you wanted this for both of us. I did too—”
“It’s okay. Really. I’m over the moon about you getting this opportunity, Dev. You worked hard for this.”
Colt gave his best friend a pat on the shoulder and started to walk back into the house with Devin following. Walking into the house, Colt bypassed his ringing cell phone.
“It’s probably just Geese wanting to hang out. Answer that for me, will ya, Dev?”
Devin picked up the phone but noticed that it was an unknown number.
“Hello.” He began walking towards Colt’s bedroom where he saw his friend sitting on his bed with his guitar in his lap.
“Just one second. You may want to take this phone call, dude.” He held the phone out toward Colt.
His friend took the phone and after a moment, he began pacing back and forth. Devin heard a lot of yes sirs and thank you sirs being said before Colt finally hung up the phone. He had a look of shock on his face before he broke out into a huge grin.
“The Houston Texans want to sign me! Me! Colt Cruise!”
“Congratulations, man! WE are going to the league!”
"Yes, WE are! Mama get in here!” He yelled down the hallway.
“What is with all the yelling?
“Mama, you are looking at the newest member of the Houston Texans!”
“I thought Devin was going to Miami? Did they trade you already?”
“Not, Devin, Mama. Me! I just got off the phone with Coach O’Brien and Rick Smith and they said they want to sign me! The Cruise Missile is heading to Houston, baby! Woooo!” He shouts lifting his mother off her feet and spinning her around.
“Put me down! Put me down! Congratulations, baby. I am so happy for you. Both of you.” She reached into the big box of caps that Colt bought before the Draft and took out the two Texans’ caps. She placed one his head and the other on hers.
“Get out of here. Go tell your friends.”
They didn’t have to be told twice before running out of the house and climbing into Colt’s old pick-up truck.
Colt looked over at his best friend before starting the engine.
“You know this means we’re kind of rivals now. AFC and all.”
“I guess it kind of does. Could be fun, right?”
“Absolutely. It’s still Shake and Bake though.”
“All day, baby. All day.”