On side. No time. Blood sweat tears. The history of a team. The game of a lifetime. It the taunt of a team. The time is now. The Team. The championship. The Field. History in the making. Let's go!
Jail. Hard time of my hands I can't help myself to this jail time. Been in here since 14 year-old. Juvenile. Food in here smells like day old food. knuckles Aiken. My left eyebrow have a scar through it. A knife fight goes wrong. Lion that's am a warrior in a jungle.
Jumps on branches. Trick over a knock down trashcan. Manual down the sidewalk. Fall over a baby carrier on the sidewalk. Gets up. Grab his skateboard. When to the baby carrier. The baby have a bloody note attach to his baby shirt. The note says : " That's not my baby I'm not paying or buying nothing for it. That piece of trash isn't mine. " Picks up the baby. A car drivers around the corner. He looks at the car as it drives up slowly to him. Grab his skateboard. Put the baby back in the carrier. Skate down the sidewalk with the baby carrier in his hand. Down the sidewalk fast.
Runs to the first down. Tackle in the mud. Raining like mad. Huddle on 3rd & down. Catch the football in mid-air. Brandon Thompson number 29 on his jersey. Hits the other player. Jumps up for the football in the end zone. Runs to the 60 yard line. Tackle. Jumps into the end zone. The coach grabs his clipboard from off the ground. Crowd goes crazy.
That's a dream. Sitting on the bus bench. 24 year-old. What to do... The time is now out of prison. Staring at the clouds as they goes by. A ride up towards the bus stop. Stop. The man in the car let down his window. " Are you Brandon Thompson?" He says. " Yes. My Name is Brandon Thompson. Who's ask?" The man get outta his mustang walks up towards me. "You love football. Uh." He says I looks at him. " Yes. I love football. Who's ask?" He sits next to me on bus bench. " I got a team, but, no quarterback. You got out of prison today about a job as a football player?" The man stands up from the bench. " Well. I do need the job--wait how do you know I used to football?" He turns his head toward me. " School record, Brandon Thompson" as he walks to his car door. Open it. " What do you say Champ?" as I stand you. " Yes. But, I don't have a place to stay at." Brandon got into his car. Close the car door. " don't worry I got place for you my assistant going you there. A warning for you and the other players. She's beautiful, but, she's pregnant when my baby. Okay."
Baby carrier on the floor next to the pull out couch. Holding the baby in his hand. He's Friends comes inside. " Hey. Drew. Where then that baby come from. Who you got pregnant." Hey says " Nobody. Tex. When I was skateboard down the street I fall over it. The weird it thing is that he had a bloody note attach to his baby shirt." " Wow that's crazy. Drew." He's other friend comes into the living room " Who's baby is this?" While he play with him. " Q. I found this baby on a sidewalk." " What. That's Unknowable. Who...