Date: Thu, 21 Nov 2019 15:16:06 +0000 (UTC)
From: Mike Simmons <illuminati12353@yahoo.com>
Subject: It was always about the bets 58

I woke super early and damn it was cold but I went for the morning run but
put coffee on before I left. While running I was thinking about the fun
weekend and how much fun it was and realized my ass still hurt. I laughed
at that then thought about my room and what I wanted to change and decided
that I needed a bigger desk and a really comfortable chair, but a work in
progress without a doubt. Once home I poured a large cup of coffee and went
to my room. Looked in the mirror and thought shit, I am a giant. I got on
the scale and it said 215. I was in a state of shock to realize the change
in just 3 months. I looked at my chest and I was still ripped but football
needs to end and I need to tighten up, but then again it has been shitty
food, lots of drinking and those damn cigarettes. Not only that I need to
shave almost very day. That wasn't all that was expanding, as my limp cock
was bigger, I'll have to ask Carrie about that. I showered, shaved and
dressed in jeans and a hoodie and left for school.

It was a insane day as all anyone could talk about was football and
Friday's game. Classes were classes and I gave the extra math to the
teacher and lunch was fun, Jim, Ray and Rob sat together and it was a low
keyed affair. On the way to class Ray grabbed and said, Mike you we're
right the girls are interested again, now that they think I am not just a
pussy hound. Ray, who you interested in and he said Lexi. Damn Ray she is
fucking hot and he laughed and said yup, later dude.

I signed out of gym and went for a quick workout. As I was finishing up
coach stopped me and said Mike, I know you need to workout but don't get
hurt, this weeks game is going to be very difficult, so cool it. Then he
added Mike, no pads today so quick shower and we are looking at film all
day. I was glad to take a quick shower so my ass was not on display. The
game films of our quarterfinal opponent were broken down and damn coach was
right the was one tough game coming up. While it appeared we were quicker
but damn they were bigger, especially on the line. We needed to protect Jim
and throw the ball or it was a one and out in the playoffs. I also thought
that they were weaker at linebacker and if we could get by the line there
might be room to get some yards. I also, thought the left CB could be
beat. But that line will be an a major issue. But as always it will be be
what it becomes. I found Jim and Ray and they were really concerned. I said
guys my house, I'm still alone and we can chill.

We piled in the game room and just chatted about the upcoming game. We
finally relaxed and decided that all there was to do was get to work and
stop worrying and bitching. Jim said, if all else fails we can call the
audible and see if it works for a 4th time. With that we all laughed and I
said I hope he calls it as I'm tired getting blamed for calling it. I
thought damn, I hope coach has a solid game plan but it will be tough no
matter what and it will be what it becomes.

The guys left and I looked in the refrigerator and was macaroni and cheese
and a salad. Damn it is perfect for the cold weather and then I saw the
tomato soup and thought damn awesome. I was starving again and it was a
very filling meal. I cleaned up and went upstairs and started the usual
school work. Then my phone rang, had no idea who the call was from, I
answered hi this is Mike. Mike this is Coach McIntyre from the University
of Pittsburgh do you have a few minutes to talk? Coach, I've pretty much
closed my recruiting to the 4 offers I already have. Mike, I was told that
and I think we might have a unique situation that you will find very
interesting. Why wouldn't you want to hear about it? It is totally out of
the box. Ok coach this is a very big week with a very tough game Friday and
my dad is dealing with family issues in California. How about a heads up on
the surprise? Mike, absolutely not we really want to meet and see your
reaction, it is special and unique. I'm confident that you can spend 45
minutes and won't disrupt your schedule. I took a deep breath and said we
can meet at the Club. How many will be coming? He said 2 me and a non
coach. Ok, I don't know why but when? Mike, what works for you?  I said
tomorrow or Wednesday or next week. Coach said your club is a difficult and
neither of us are members. Coach I am a member and it will be fine let's do
tomorrow at 5:30. He said damn Mike they told me you would be a pain in the
ass, you have not disappointed so far. See you tomorrow. I hung up thinking
fuck and double fuck why did I let him get away with that. Oh well and I
called Carrie. She answered and I said babe I wish you were here, it was an
awful practice, or film session and the fucking University of Pittsburgh
scheduled dinner with me tomorrow and I'm forcing them to meet at the
club. She said, damn Mike that's a lot with this game coming up. Carrie,
you are with me and that will get me through it. We talked about school and
classes and non important things. It relaxed me and after about an hour, I
finally said thanks babe and I love you and hung up.

I threw myself on the bed an just turned the tunes on and no headphones. I
laid there thinking, Michael get a grip, your upset about the damn game and
were so off kilter that you let that guy from Pitt play you. Not only that
you are going to the damn club for dinner. Then I realized that I did that
to gain control, while I don't like the place, it will be good as dad won't
be there and they will be uncomfortable. I laughed thinking I wonder if
they know the dress code. I called the club and made reservations for 5:30
for 3. Then for some strange reason I started on the extra math shit. I
actually set the alarm so I would spend no more than an hour on it and when
it sounded I had finished one of the remaining items. With that I went to
bed.

I woke up early and it was an ugly and wet Tuesday, I got dressed and went
to the field house and was in the middle of a workout when coach came in
and just watched. As I was finished he said Mike for a dude with closed
recruiting you agreed to meet with one of the schools that I never thought
you would consider. Coach, I'm stressed about the game and that's so
unusual that I was caught off guard. Mike, no you weren't. As you managed
to get them out of their comfort level by going to the club. Coach, there
is some strange offer, what do you know about all this? Mike, not much at
all, I gave them your number expecting you to tell them to get lost. Well
coach it will be what it becomes. Also, coach I'm good about the game, they
are good but not unbeatable. Mike, that's good to hear, get showered and
get to class and at dinner tonight it needs to be real iced tea, I said
sure thing coach. See you later.

English class was a disaster, a major paper was assigned. A full research
paper and it would take a ton of time. Well that's why I take this course
load to challenge myself. Shit the timing sucked. However we had 6 weeks to
complete the assignments with many interim steps. Thankfully, the rest of
the day was uneventful. I sat with Carrie at lunch trying to get away from
the team and the game drama. Once again I bagged gym and went to the
library and started to look for an acceptable topic for the paper. I
decided since it was a research paper I would see if I could get it tied to
history and Pittsburgh ties to the industrial revolution. I finished up and
went to practice.

Practice was 4 new plays and walk through and then live contact drills. The
fact that it was a typical approach to game prep really helped. Then there
was a team meeting players only called by Jim. It was a giant pep talk and
really helped relaxing everyone. He stressed what we had done, that we were
seeded higher and should know a lot of people think we are more than good
enough to win. So relax and don't stress and he said guys it will be what
it becomes and I laughed out loud. With that I ran to the car drove home
showered and dressed for the club.

I got to the club at exactly 5:30 and thought about being late and decided
to behave. I went in and the club manager said good evening Mike your
guests are already here. When I got to the table the both stood and we
shook hands and we all sat down. Coach McIntyre, introduced himself and
introduced Dr. Chan from CMU. I thought fuck what's going on? Jack came
over and said good evening Mike, it been a while. I simply said Jack you
know how it is during football season, by the way how is the baby and your
wife. He said Mike we are surviving Alex is sleeping better. Gentlemen can
I get you guys a drink. I looked at them and said please order what you
want I'm having iced tea and I looked at Jack to let him know it was real
tea, to their credit the guys ordered real drinks. The coach started Mike
this is very unusual as we are usually not guests of the kids we are
recruiting. I simply said coach, I'm different. Well Mike thank your dad. I
said coach, I am a member here and dad has nothing to do with this, you are
my guests, not his. I almost laughed at their reaction to that. The drink
came and I asked Jack to give us some time. The coach said Mike, we would
like you to play football at Pitt and we are aware enough to know that you
are interested in Computer Science so we contacted CMU and have worked out
a way that you could enroll at Pitt and attend classes at CMU. Ok, coach
how in the hell can that happen? Mike it isn't that complicated. Well,
thanks to Coach Weston, we are aware of you academics and you have
Mr. Carmen scratching his head. With that Dr. Chan said, Mike can we talk
about these? Then he pulled out the work I had just finished. Mike, did you
have help with these and I took a very deep breath and said doc, that's my
work why would I need help? He said well it is done and correct but you
took different ways to the answer. I asked, is that a problem? He said
absolutely not, did you use a calculator? I said no I did not, he put the
papers away and said that's unreal Mike. We ordered dinner with them
ordering shrimp scampi and me a steak salad. The Pitt coach said a formal
offer would be sent later in the week and the CMU guy asked if I was
interested in taking a class. I thanked the Pitt Coach and asked Dr. Chan
if the offer for classes were contingent on my accepting the Pitt offer and
he simply said, Mike it is not and I should be able to work out credits. I
said thanks and that I really appreciated the offers and I was given both
phone numbers.

The Pitt coach pushed for a decision and I replied, coach please slow down,
you threw a lot at me tonight and I need to run things past my dad. To be
honest PITT does not check as many of my boxes as some of my other offers
but this CMU thing is intriguing. Understand Comp. Sci. at CMU is vastly
different than other schools and if it ever gets between the two or
requires more time in school, football goes away. Mike, we are aware of all
that and we are doing the best we can to make our offer attractive.

Coach, here are my initial concerns. First, I want as normal of a college
experience as possible totally understanding football players are
different. Second, staying in pittsburgh adds a lot of drama, especially if
I turn out to be a contributing player. Third, a special program would set
me apart from the team. Finally, I am driven to that point that football
and CMU Comp. Sci. might be too much. I need time to digest all this and I
ask that you be patient with my process. Also, please keep in mind I am
still playing football and that is among my top priorities, right now. With
that we chatted a while over coffee and I finally thanked them again for
their time and we all left.

Driving home I became furious with both Coach Weston and Mr. Carmen the
calculus teacher. Coach gets a pass until football is over but Carmen
doesn't. No way he sends my work along to a prof at CMU without a heads
up. First thing tomorrow I'm putting the unfinished work in his mail box at
school and waiting for the reaction. I got home and worked on the English
assignment. I finally called Carrie and said that I loved her and that it
was a bad night and I would see her in class tomorrow. I simply threw
myself in bed and fell asleep.

Comments are encouraged as this is my first story.

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