Football Genius (2007) by Green Tim

Author:Green, Tim [Tim, Green,]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2011-03-15T19:23:55.734000+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

CRICKETS AND CICADAS BUZZED in Troy's ears. He pushed aside the needles of a pine tree on the edge of Seth Halloway's lawn and stopped to catch his breath. There were lights on in the two lower levels of the house.

A stick snapped behind him. Troy spun, his heart leaping, panic lifting him off the ground as he backed away.

"Hssss."

He scrambled backward toward Seth Halloway's lawn and fell over a bush. Without getting up, he crabbed backward toward the pool. The image of a horrible snake--worse, some crazy monster from a nightmare--forced a low moan up out of his throat.

"Hssss!"

He groaned.

"Troy," came an urgent whisper.

Troy froze. "Tate? Are you crazy?"

The pine branches parted and there she stood.

"You scared the heck out of me," Troy said, getting up from the ground. "What happened?"

"We figured you better have someone to watch your back, and Nathan's butt's too big to get through," she said, grinning. "So here I am."

Troy ran his hand over his face, shaking his head.

"Well, come on, then."

"What are you going to do?"

"Ring the bell, I guess," Troy said.

They crept around the outside of the house. On the ground level by the pool was a big room with sliding glass doors. Inside was Seth Halloway with three other players, sitting around on an L-shaped sectional couch, watching the Sunday Night Football game with three teammates. Each of them had one or more bags of ice packed onto his body. Seth had four. Two on his knees, one on the elbow, and the last he held against his ribs.

Tate gripped his arm and said, "That's Patrick Kerney, John Abraham, and Demarrio Williams."

Troy looked at her in the glow of the light, then back at the big men to study their faces.

"How can you tell without their numbers?" he asked.

She shrugged. "You think I just trade those cards? I study them."

Troy motioned with his hand for her to follow. They rounded the house, checking the street for a sign of anyone who might stop them or call security. The street was empty and dark. Troy climbed the stone steps and stood in front of the door, breathing hard. He tried to slow down his breathing, but finally just rang the bell.

The bell chimed deep inside the house. No one came. Troy tried again. Ding dong.

After another minute, Tate stepped up and jabbed the bell over and over until they heard noises from inside.

"Tate," Troy said, pulling her hand away. "Are you kidding?"

The door swung open. Seth Halloway said, "Kid, are you crazy?"

"Yes," Troy said, staring at him hard. "Crazy and a genius, at least at football."

Seth rolled his eyes and shook his head. "We been through this, buddy. Where's your mom, anyway? She's not going to be happy, you know."

"I know," Troy said. "But no one will be happy if you guys keep losing. I can help. It was a preseason game, that's why I couldn't call it. With Krock."

"Kid," Seth said, sighing long and loud. "This is like my weekend. Film and meetings tomorrow, and Tuesday's my only day off.

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