Football Hero (2008) by Green Tim

Author:Green, Tim [Tim, Green,]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2011-03-15T19:23:54.453000+00:00

By Friday, a handful of teammates who weren’t buddies with Calvin let Ty into their online fantasy league. Charlotte told him he could use the outdated computer in her room. Now he could truthfully ask Thane for the information Lucy and Uncle Gus wanted. Uncle Gus cut the Jets injury report out of the morning paper at the breakfast table and gave it to Ty for a guide.

“You get the real story on these guys,” Uncle Gus said. “Especially Jones, the running back. It says he’s questionable with a bad knee. That’s a fifty percent chance he’ll play. We need to know for certain one way or the other.”

As far as Ty’s real team went, he was ready to quit. Bruises, welts, and swollen knots of flesh covered his legs, arms, and hands. While he caught an occasional pass, more times than not he found himself the subject of Coach V’s ranting for not getting downfield into the pass pattern. Only once did Coach V ream out Calvin West for a blatant pass interference, and even then, Calvin didn’t seem disturbed. He only nodded his head and put a sorry look on his face that evaporated the instant Coach V turned away.

But the reason Ty thought seriously about quitting before Friday’s practice wasn’t the bumps and bruises. It was because Thane was going to pick him up from practice to take him to dinner, and Ty was afraid his older brother would see him taking a licking from Calvin West.

As practice progressed, Ty kept an eye on the street. When Thane’s Escalade pulled up, Ty’s stomach knotted up tight. Thane didn’t get out, but the driver’s side window rolled down and he smiled and gave Ty a thumbs-up. Ty gave him a quick wave and got back to business.

On passing plays, he used his most elusive moves. On run plays, he hit Calvin as hard as he possibly could, blocking with a ferocity that often kept Calvin away from the play, but never ended without Ty on the receiving end of some kind of cheap shot, often after the whistle had blown the play dead and the contact was supposed to have stopped. Finally, Coach V lined them up for conditioning. In the ten wind sprints across the width of the field, Ty outran everyone. Coach V praised him, but his voice lacked the luster it once had when he talked about Ty’s speed.

Ty jogged inside and changed quickly. Thane had rolled up the window to talk on the phone, but when Ty opened the passenger door, he said a quick good-bye and snapped the phone shut.

Thane hugged him and kissed the top of Ty’s head. “What do you say? Barelli’s?”

“The best sauce I think I ever ate,” Ty said, reaching for the stereo controls.

“This Friday night thing is going to work out great,” Thane said. “When you’re in the NFL, the weekend starts Monday, so it’s not like I’m going out on the town or anything on a Friday. It’s a good time to catch up.

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