QB 1 by Mike Lupica

Author:Mike Lupica
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Penguin Group US
Published: 2013-08-21T04:00:00+00:00

Nate and Bear said they had to do something to celebrate. Jake said only a plain fool would celebrate the night before the game. Nate said he just meant they should all go out and get something to eat.

Jake said, “I sort of knew you meant eating,” but explained to both him and Bear that he’d promised to eat at home with his mom tonight; his dad was already in Austin for the UT-Baylor game tomorrow afternoon.

“If I rally after dinner,” Jake said, “you and Bear can come get me.”

The three of them were outside the locker room, Jake not even having bothered to shower, trying to do his level best to stay away from Casey Lindell. The last thing he wanted today was another scene.

“Dude,” Bear said, “you got the job. You’re allowed to at least look happy.”

“I am happy,” Jake said. “But it doesn’t mean squat if I can’t do the job.”

They all went and piled into Bear’s truck. Sometimes Jake thought that when he remembered high school, he’d remember the front seat of this pickup, squeezed in between Bear and Nate, as well as he’d remember school or sports.

His mom was in the kitchen, cooking up some of her mean Texas tacos, when Jake walked in. Soon as he did, she looked over at him and said, “Sweaty, dirty boy.”

“Had to make a fast getaway after practice.”

“And why is that?”

“Didn’t want to get into it again with Casey.”

“Something new happen between you two?”

Jake couldn’t help himself now, couldn’t keep the smile down.

“Coach said I’m starting tomorrow.”

His mom was across the room in a blink, wiping her hands on her apron, smiling herself now, putting her arms around him.

“Well, look at you,” she said.

“We’re still both gonna play,” he said.

“Jacob,” his mom said, “John McCoy didn’t shuffle the deck this way because he thinks you’re not up to the task.”

“I guess,” Jake said.

“I know,” she said. “Now go take a shower.”

He went upstairs, but before he got into the shower decided to do something he’d been thinking about doing since practice ended, really since Coach told him he was starting.

He decided to private-message Sarah on Facebook. But then lost his nerve.

Sometimes one victory a day was enough.

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