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Rusty Wells' Bio Card

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[deke-rivers-1957]

Walter's Captaincy

Walter takes off his helmet as he sits down on the bench. Coach Wade comes up to him.

"Takin too many damn hits out there. I can't have ya gettin another concussion."

Walter takes a drink of water.

"Ah know coach. Ah gotta work on that."

Coach Wade pats his shoulder.

"Least ya showed all the runts how ya keep cool under pressure. Now ya just sit back and watch 'em try out to be your back up."

"Ok coach."

Coach Wade walks away and blows his whistle.

"Awright pipsqueaks line up! Now that ya watched our current starters practice it's time to show your own skills. Everybody tryin out for quarterback step forward. Everyone else start runnin laps."

Walter watches as two boys step up and follow coach Wade to a part of the football field.

"Reno! Front and center."

Clint moves so that he's right in front of coach Wade.

"Gimme 10 Hail Marys."

He hands Clint the first football and blows his whistle. Clint proceeds to throw the ball as far as he can 10 times. Walter watches each of Clint's throws and takes note of each result. Every throw is over 50 yards but it looks like the boy is straining himself and has no accuracy.

"Now gimme 10, 20 yard throws in that bin there."

Walter analyzes Clint's stance when he throws. While there were more successes, Clint still completely misses the bin a few times. Coach Wade blows his whistle.

"Awright stretch out. Wells you next."

Walter watches Rusty go through the same drills Clint did. Naturally that one extra year allowed him to have better accuracy given that he only missed his first 20 yard throw. The shocking part about Rusty's ability to Walter is that he doesn't have a high throwing distance. His Hail Mary throws were nowhere near as far as Clint's were. They consistently drop off after 40 yards.

"Line up!"

All the boys line up in front of coach Wade.

"Now we're gonna have a practice game. I wanna see these two's footwork."

Walter watches all the boys divide into two teams. Some of his own teammates join in so the teams are even.

"Wells you first. Reno hit the pine."

Clint looks a little confused so Walter pipes in.

"Here sit down next ta me."

Clint understands that and sits down next to Walter.

"Thanks. Ah thought coach was gonna yell at me."

"Nah. He'll only chew ya out if yer slackin or sassin him. There's a sophomore who ain't that smart Ah see in the weight room sometimes. Ah ain't ever seen coach talk ta someone the way he does wit that kid."

"Why?"

Walter takes a drink of water.

"Ah dunno. He probly knows how ta tell the difference between havin issues an jus bein an idiot. Tha's why he yells at Jodie all the time."

Walter and Clint sit back and watch the game until it's his turn.

"Awright Wells hit the pine."

Rusty sits down next to Walter.

"What do ya think of my game?"

Walter rubs his chin thinking.

"Honestly it can use some work. Ya don't move well in the pocket an ya gave up some pretty bad fumbles."

Rusty looks downcast.

"I see."

They watch Clint as he goes through the motions of the practice game.

"He's good in the pocket."

"Yeah. But he's missin a bit too many throws. Coach's gonna have a hard time pickin between the two a ya."

After try outs are over coach Wade comes up to Walter.

"I wanna hear your opinion on the boys."

Walter looks up at coach Wade and says his piece.

"Well coach it's hard ta say. Clint's got good footwork but he ain't very accurate. Rusty's got accuracy but he can't throw more than 40 yards an stands like a statue in the pocket."

"Who makes the team?"

Walter sighs as he understands that someone has to be able to step in for him when he graduates next year or when he gets injured. Footwork and accuracy are equally important so how can you weigh one over the other?

"Coach. Ah think Clint oughta make the team. Cause it's easier ta teach 'em how ta be accurate than it is ta teach somethin that oughta come natural like an instinct."

For once coach Wade gives a slight smile. It's as if Walter said exactly what he was thinking.

"Go on home Walter. I'll post who made the team next week."

"Ya got it coach."

Walter gets in his car and starts to drive home. His aunt Dolly just finished making dinner.

"How were try outs Walter?"

"They were good. Coach Wade had me sit out fer most of it. No point in havin me get hurt durin a practice game."

"That's nice. Now eat up. Dinner's on the table."

Walter sits down at the table and starts to eat. He remembers when he first tried out for the team. His uncle Willy told him he at to try out for at least sport team at the school during his freshman year. Walter didn't know which sport to try out for so he just followed his cousin Joey to the football field. Joey was the school's quarterback at the time and Walter liked watching him play. Coach Wade had him do the exact same drills and was amazed when Walter managed to nail a perfect 50 yard throw.

"Aunt Dolly Ah jus realized why coach picked me ta join the football team."

"Oh? And why's that dear?"

"Because even though mah footwork was bad Ah always managed ta make a play or keep it from bein a disaster. Even when Ah get tackled Ah almost never lose the football."

"I see. What brought this up?"

Walter puts his fork down.

"Ah coach asked me ta give mah opinion on which a the boys oughta be mah backup. Ah told 'em the freshman should make the team cause he never got sacked. He's so light on his feet it didn't seem to matter that he missed his throws. But Ah still feel a lil guilty. We had a sophomore try out too and he made all his throws, but he couldn't move well and dropped the football when people tackled 'em."

Aunt Dolly nods.

"Why do you feel guilty?"

"Ah only made the team cause mah throws were powerful an accurate. An here Ah'm tellin coach that accuracy don't matter."

She stands up and walks over to Walter.

"Don't go doubting yourself now. You know Mr. Wade wouldn't be giving you all this feedback if he didn't think you can get better. He would've given you longer drills if he thought you still needed to prove yourself."

Walter starts to smile.

"You're right. Thanks aunt Dolly."

She sits back down and the two start to eat again. Walter realizes that the only way he'll be off the team is if he's so injured he can't play football anymore. And that's something he hopes will never happen.

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Oh wow! I thought Dr carpenter would be huge for some reason, would that make him the smallest character then?

It's his authority that gives him his size. Based on the characters I made so far, Rusty would be the smallest since he's 5' 9" and lean.

This side by side comparison between him and Rusty should help. It's not a significant difference but given their day-to-day activities, it makes sense.

Thanks for asking!

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So what about Rusty compared to Toby would Rusty be this small scrawny thing? Surely he's weak if Toby can easily pin him to a wall

Thanks for asking anon!

Rusty is essentially an average sized man. It's just that Toby is stronger than the average man so it would make them look weak in comparison. The average American is about 5' 9" and for his height I'd imagine he would be about 160 lbs. He'd look like this basically:

He's not a weakling but he just wouldn't be able to have much luck in pushing an irate Toby around. I do agree that he would be the lean type though since in the movie he's only seen as being a musician. If you're interested, take a look at my fighting tier list on my master list. It'll explain how I would rank Rusty in more detail.

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Rusty - Urban Flow Yoga, San Francisco 

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