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white:

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My stomach dropped as my eyes followed a doctor, Randy (one of the Buck’s trainers), Coach, and Jimmy. Seeing the last two removed any doubt about it being bad but even more telling was the fact that they wouldn’t look at me as they walked to other side of the room.

“Mr. Davila, I’m Dr. Fraser.” The doctor started after Pam helped me adjust the bed and pillows so I could sit up. It took a ton out of me to move and his forehead wrinkled with worry. “Are you sure you wouldn’t like something else for the pain.”

I gave him a look that left little doubt about my determination to not change my mind and he nodded. “We’ve taken a look at the x-rays that we took last night. . .”

“Perhaps we should discuss this in private.” Jimmy interrupted and motioned to Pam. Her weight shifted to the foot closer to the door, like she was getting ready to take Jimmy’s hint about leaving and I grabbed her hand.

“She stays. Anything you want to say to me, you say it in front of her.” My eyes darted sideways at her, worried for a moment that she’d be upset that in one fell swoop I’d outed our relationship to everyone in the room. She gave me a small smile and placed her other hand over mine. Knowing we were on the same page, I turned my attention back to them.

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“We announced that the starting quarterback position was open at Trev’s press conference and well. . .” He chuckled. “We have three quarterbacks, and I think we can all agree that as much as we respect the third, he’s definitely a backup.”

Tom Bedford was a good team player, and had been a decent college quarterback, but was never drafted to step into the position of starting quarterback. He was the backup to the backup, and was more than happy to be on the team in that capacity.

“I know Trev’s okay with this, but I wanted to reassure both of you that we’re not looking to put anyone out of a job and that just because we may start with one of you, it doesn’t mean that that’s the way it will be the whole season. We want to do what’s best for the team and. . .” he paused as he smiled at both of us. “Both of you are competitive guys but I’m hoping that we can all check our egos at the door and have some friendly competition.”

I let out a sigh of relief, knowing what the reason for the meeting was, and chuckled as I glanced between the both of them. “I’ve said before that I wanna do what’s best for the team. If that’s Ryan starting as quarterback, then I’m okay with that.” I turned and gave Ryan a smug smile. “But I’m gonna  give you a run hell of a run for your money.”

He smiled at my threat and nodded. “I wouldn’t expect less, old timer.” I laughed and he glanced at Coach. “And I agree; I want what’s best for the team.”

Coach shook his head and smiled at us. “I gotta tell you guys, I’m lucky. It’s rare in this day and age to have such loyal players. Not only that, but players who don’t have an inflated ego about themselves. I figured we wouldn’t have a problem but I wanted to meet with both of you before we moved forward.”

His gaze focused on me and all kidding was tossed aside. “We’re glad you’re back, Trev. I hope you’ll be around for a long time.”

I looked down at the table and nodded. “Me too.”

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“What are you doing here so early?” I asked him.

“Oh, Coach asked me to meet him in his office around seven. How about you?”

I looked at him and then the door, trying to figure out what was going on.  “The same thing…” I told him right as the sound of rushed, heavy footsteps came bounding down the hallway.

“Oh good! You’re both here. Let’s go into my office and we’ll start.” Coach barked as he fumbled to find his keys.

He hastily put his things by his desk as soon as we went in and motioned to a table in the corner of the office. Something was obviously up and I raised an eyebrow at Ryan, wondering if he had any idea what it was. He shrugged and we both looked back at Coach as he sat down across from us.  

The last thing I expected him to do was chuckle. “You two look like you’re about to go before the firing squad.”

We nervously chuckled at the truth of his statement. “Well, this isn’t normal. We’ve never had a meeting with just Trev and me.” Ryan pointed out and Coach nodded.

“True.” He sighed and put on his serious coach face. “So here’s the deal…”

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"This is fucking insane!" Tiny complained as we stood on the sidelines with Coach White and Ned. "We can't do shit against them."

I looked around at the frustrated and disappointed faces and got pissed. "You're right, not with that kind of attitude!"

"Spare us the sunshine speech, Davila." Brewster rolled his eyes.

I looked around. Everyone had the same pessimistic look as Brewster and I had a brief flashback to Ryan's and my conversation at Coach Haines’ house about the team’s morale.

"Since when is it wrong to want to win? Are we going to win? Probably not, not with so little time on the clock; but dammit. . .! When did we become a team of half-asses?! When did we become the team that everyone expects to lose?!"

Brewster let out a low, throaty chuckle. "When our chances got ruined by a half-ass quarterback." He said just barely loud enough for all to hear. 

I knew that what I had done or hadn't done was one reason that the team's morale was lower than I had ever seen, but hearing it voiced from one of the guys was a different thing. With that admission it felt like someone had hit me in the stomach and I felt sick thinking about my contribution to the situation the team found themselves in.

I wasn't about to give up though and nodded as I again looked into their eyes. "You're right, but I'll be damned if I'm going down without a fight! I can't take back what happened, but I'm not gonna to use it as an excuse to lose! What about you?!" I glanced around at them again. "Do you want to be known as a team that gives up, or a team that fights?!"

They all slowly started to nod and looked at each other before their eyes decidedly met mine. "What’da have in mind. . .?" Tiny wondered.

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Chapter Six: The Relationship Waters - Part One

****Trev’s POV****

"Come on guys! We're only behind by fourteen!" I clapped my hands and tried to encourage the offense as they ran off the field, but it didn’t do much good. Every single guy that walked past me looked like a beaten down dog; none more so than Ryan.

"Shit!" No matter what I do, what we try, we can't get a guy open in the end zone; not that it matters since I can't stop throwing interceptions!" I knew exactly how he felt and would’ve reacted the same way if I’d thrown even one interception, but I also knew that if he focused on his mistakes, his confidence in himself would falter even more and lead to other missteps.

"Don't beat yourself up." I gave his back a couple of hard pats. "It's pre-season, they've got one of the quickest defenses, and we're only down by two touchdowns. We'll get another chance when we get the ball back."  ‘

Most would consider it a miracle that we weren’t trailing by more. Our opponent was the Pleasantville Panthers who were considered the team to beat that season and early predictions had them as a shoo-in for the Super Bowl. Any team would have a hard time beating them, even one that had a solid starting quarterback.

Not that Ryan wasn’t good. He’d started all three of our preseason games and played great during the first two, but the Panthers were on a whole other level and would’ve rattled most veteran quarterbacks. 

His inexperience and lack of confidence in himself didn’t help him and even though I wanted a chance to play, I found myself trying to help him. It was an unusual situation that gave me conflicting feelings; one moment rooting for him as a mentor and coach, and then the next wishing that I was the one on the field. But until Coach White made that decision, I set my mind to helping Ryan and the team.

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Chapter Five: Enjoy Seeing Her Smile

****Pamela’s POV****

"Trev! Why don't you get out there and run the next set?" Coach White's voice rang out over the field and all of the reporters turned their attention to the sideline where Trev stood, including me. I watched with the other reporters as Trev snapped the strap on his helmet and ran out to the field as Ryan ran off, and as they crossed paths, Trev and him slapped each other on the arm.

They’d switched on and off for three days, each time showing the same sportsmanship. All of the media had noticed and it was a popular topic of conversation among the many watching from the press area. The other popular conversation topic was who would be named the starting quarterback. Everyone had their opinions and they usually swayed towards Ryan. It was a topic that I had gotten tired of talking about but my colleagues started up again as Trev took the field. "There's no doubt that he looks better than he did, but anything would have been an improvement." I heard Victor comment and I inwardly cringed at his implications about Trev's previous condition. "Is it enough though? I mean Ryan’s looking pretty good and has gotten some experience from having to fill in for Trev during last season. Maybe they should give Ryan a chance." Barry offered and I sighed, causing them and several others to look at me and I cursed under my breath for directing attention to myself. "Your dad coached both of them, what do you think, Pamela?" Victor asked and I wished I could hide. I didn't want to give my opinion for the very reason that he had just stated; not only because of my dad but because I knew both Ryan and Trev too.

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