Chapter 37
In fact, my attention was drawn to other players like Rook Payne, one of the Eagles’ tailbacks, and Michael Dashwood, our team’s linebacker. The roaring crowd also broke my concentration from Lex. The Eagles were winning by three points, which wasn’t much, but we were still ahead of the opponents. It told me Lex was going to work for a win, whatever it took. Through hell and high water, he wasn’t leaving Palm Field without a victory for the day.
The second quarter ended, and the third quarter started.
Lex invaded my space on the side of the field and pointed at me. He called through his grill, with a beaming smile, “You’re looking good.”
“Get out there and try to win the game,” I told him, wanting to smack his ass the way jocks did, but I decided not to.